Okay, so I am home today, on the range as it were, with no ducks in sight. Getting ready to go out for a scheduled haircut and a day of relaxing things to do. I was told the Troll Meister was on guard duty today so Donna and the Donnettes did not make an appearance, I will hit the local pet store to get more duck chow and put in on their bill. Alright, a fowl pun. Sorry it will happen again.
Like I said I do have some running around to do, but will fit in naps strategically placed around the day. I have a lovely salad for lunch and I plan to go out to dinner. Not too many more Fridays off, have I will Yoda.
I am going to start back musically on Sunday, devoting the day to music. Make a nice breakfast, pamper myself, and get out the tools of music and play my guts out. I owe it to myself. It has been so much easier without having to block Patricia into and out of my days. It's been a week and no smoking Clovella. I have no idea what she is going through, how she is talking about me or what, but I am free, I tell you, free. Hyphen gave me some handy things to keep in my back pocket to use if she tries to overtake my life again.
I am basically taking a problem break, that is, a day of not dealing with reality. Let's see how that works for me.
What? You were expecting something more poignant. Um, not so much. Time for a haircut. Woo hoo!
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