Yeesh

This particular blog hasn’t been active for that long, but WordPress just notified me that I registered with the site ten years ago today.

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On single daddery

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It’s already been a maddeningly long week– Presidents’ Day weekend is apparently a big thing in the furniture business– and Monday was a full staff day, meaning that everyone in the store had to be there on Monday whether it was their day to work or not and everyone got an extra five hours of work this week on top of our normal 46.

Everyone but me, that is.  They didn’t actually announce the full-staff thing until, like, Friday, and by that point I was already pretty damn sure that there was no way I was going to be able to spend a single second longer at work than I absolutely had to today.  My wife was at work until 8:00 on Monday and nearly 9:30 on Tuesday, meaning that my parents had to watch the boy all day Monday and pick him up from school and watch him afterwards on Tuesday until I could pick him up after I got off work at 8.

And today she fled town altogether to spend the next three days in Des Plaines (I think?  I should probably know what town she’s in) and leaving me at home with the boy.  Which in the overall scheme of things isn’t any sort of big deal– I am not actually the sort of father who panics at the thought of being sole caretaker for his kid for a few days– but it has rather increased my desire for sleep.  Lots of sleep.  And the extreme business of the last few days have already cut into my blogging time, so we’ll see if the next couple of days are the same way.

Long story short, I’ve got tons to do and don’t panic if I disappear for a couple of days.

In honor of having blogged at least once every day for the last two Goddamned years…

…I’m going to go to bed early, because my hip is nearing “Go see a doctor, goddammit” levels of pain and I need drugs and sleep.  See yesterday’s post if you need details.

Thought you were getting a retrospective, were you?  HA!

A few facts about the world

  • The main problem with unloading a giant truck full of furniture in the wintertime is not the cold– not to say that that’s not a problem– but rather the ice all over the dock.  Even if we are vigilant about de-icing everything, and believe me, we are, the shit’s kind of unavoidable if it’s actually snowing outside.  Sooner or later, I’mma break a leg.  Looking forward to it.
  • Turns out, speaking of snow, that people don’t make a big thing about going out to buy furniture when it’s cold.  Today I sold a lamp, a basket, and a vase.  The week after Christmas is supposedly generally bananas but the last couple of weeks haven’t been exactly lucrative.
  • Thus far I’ve not been super impressed by this season of Walking Dead— I’ve all but lost interest in the show, honestly– but it’s turning out that Pregnant Maggie is Best Maggie.  Which entertains me.
  • You may have noticed that I’ve said next to nothing about the election since the election.  That is because I am still currently firmly in the I Can Not phase of coping.  It’s odd to recognize that you’re in denial and still remain there.  This shit can’t possibly be happening, therefore it isn’t.  Probably not the healthiest frame of mind to be in.
  • I will, very soon, be writing the Best Books of the Year post.  The competition is as harsh as it’s ever been.  I’m planning on getting to it by Christmas at the moment, but I want to finish the book I’m reading first.
  • I think every other post I’ve been doing at the end of the year is going to get wrapped up into a Jesus Fuck 2016 Sucked post.  If I have the energy to write it.  It’s possible that I won’t; it’s been that kind of a year and also, see a few points up re: denial.
  • Rae Sremmurd’s first album is as good as their second.

That’s what I’ve got at the moment.  Whassupwitchu?

See effete tree dress red at Ra dress d

So I pulled my phone out of my pocket and it had opened the app and written that post title on its own. Thought I’d share.

Hiatus blogwanking

I just went back and looked, and the last day I completely failed to post anything at all was December 23rd, 2014.  That’s nearly two goddamn years of at least once-a-day posting, and at most only 70% of it has been garbage.

I don’t wanna ever hear nothin’ from any of y’all again about any pansy little one month challenges.

That said, once I post on December 23rd, 2016, I’m taking the rest of the damn year off.  I keep getting to the end of the day, lately, and going “Okay, enough.  This is the day I skip,” and then writing something like this.

December 23rd.  Fifteen days.  And then a hiatus.

Sunday funday or something

There was gonna be a review of Doctor Strange tonight (short version: mixed, and not improving with time) but instead there was a Fun Work Thing after work and the boy bowled for the first time and the three of us managed a few vicious games of air hockey without a divorce or a grounding or an emancipation happening.  Unfortunately this means that I’m tired and it’s been dark since six o’fucking clock and so I feel like it’s midnight even though it clearly isn’t.

I hope to rectify the review thing tomorrow.  Until then:

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The only thing…

…preventing this from being a perfect Saturday is the fact that it’s Thursday.  That said, lounging about all day in jeans and a hoodie, reading two and a half entire books, and finishing the day with salmon and mashed potatoes for dinner is basically nothing but win.