November, you say?
Some Halloweenie left a mouse treat on my pumpkin!
Unless, of course, it’s a little spy drone.
I’ve got to stop watching thrillers.
This be the quickest of blog quickies, for I am lost in the
barrens basement decluttering, purging, downsizing…
This is basically the story of my real time life. I never knew we had so much
stuff junk crap.
Everything that doesn’t meet the definition of trash is being donated wherever it will be most useful. I thought about having a giant yard sale, but I still haven’t quite gotten over the last one. It’s not my thang.
But I digress.
Here be Friday.
You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…
Happy weekend, y’all.