Boot Scootin' Boogie in Hello

My hands are feeling tons better but now the arthritic foot aches. Is it the oncoming storm or shuffling around Kroger in flipflops waiting on mom? Who knows.

Lawd, I reread that that last sentence in my announcer voice. I still can do the voice and have the script memorized because I had to review it once an hour over the PA in the store.

“Attention Books A Million shoppers…
Hot or cold?
Sweet or salty?
You decide!
Come on by our Joe Muggs cafe today for a treat (or some shit like that.)
And as always,
Cringe
Thanks A Million for shopping at Books A Million!”

🤷‍♂️

Where was I…oh ya!
Aches and pains.

Finally moved the fifty pound bag of quick dry cement out of the trunk. Thinking I’m a bad ass I did five squats while holding the bag. If knees could kill…

There are two twenty pound containers (with handles) of cat liter.

And the exercise bike is in the back porch.

And there is a little more room in the garage now that ma and J cleaned it out last year.

And I have been wanting a workout space cause I don’t really want to go for walks around the neighborhood sometimes…

sniff sniff

Another project?

I don’t know.

But I do need to bring the exercise bike indoors. Granted it’s like a 1970’s (ish) model from Sear’s. It works, might as well keep it working.

You know…I can hear what sounds like thunder. I’ve been wanting to wash both cars…

Who wants to dance with destiny and take chances with lightening?

I’ll put on “It’s Raining Men” and we can dance in our petticoats until the constables come!

10:03 PM
Power has been out for a few hours now.
Joy.