Time: 3 Minutes After Midnight
Date: Who Cares
Place: My Pillow
I was going to say, "See y'all tomorrow", but it already is.
I am totally exhausted but can't go to sleep and now Cooper is barking at something, hopefully the something, or possibly the nothing, is outside. It would be just my luck that he is barking at a giant sleeping pill that is afraid of dogs, and it sensed I was having trouble going to sleep and it was coming to rescue me from me, but now it is a stilled chilled pill outside my window sill.
"so now the wife is getting the hammer" to knock me in the head so I can go to sleep. Her words and suggestion, not mine. Yes, that's right, she actually called herself "the wife", plus I am confused by her use of a definite article "the" instead of the indefinite article "a" as a descriptor for the word "hammer".
One thing at a time, one thing at a time.
She must have a particular hammer in mind. We are a multiple hammer household. Too bad we don't have a rubber mallet, that would be a slightly better choice. I should remind her that I seem to prefer bruises on the right side of my body, for some unknown reason, but I think she has already fallen asleep. Oops, doggie is barking again.
New plumbing problem: I think a water line to the shower is now leaking.
Help!!!
Six Miles
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