An Untitled Mess

It's been an insanely busy week for me.  My work schedule changed and that threw me completely off.  Instead of working only one morning shift this week, I had three in a row.  Don't get me wrong, I love working prep in the mornings...I just don't love waking up to get there on time. So I basically did nothing on my day off on Tuesday. Well, not "nothing", but definitely not what I wanted to get done.  I have not sewn in almost a week...no bueno.  I did a fresh re-install of my OS, which I felt just needed to be done to get the junk off it.  Honestly, there wasn't much "junk" on there, just my OCD kicked into gear and I just had to do it.  Hit the gym with the crew again Tuesday morning.  We had a big group, seven of us there.  So we hit the back exercise room, cranked up the tunes, and played dice.  I thought it was fun...I did both team's exercises so I got a good workout in.  Basically each team rolled dice for the other team's...

Avast, there be a traitor amongst us!  For the last like few weeks, I've been opening on Wednesday mornings at work.  Bumpers heard about how much fun it is to be at work with me early on a Wednesday morning and practically begged our manager Kim to put her on to open on Wednesdays too.  I mean, tears the size of beach balls, lips quivering, on her knees begging Kim to let her work in the mornings with me.  It was a sad sight to see...flattering, yet still very undignified.  But Kim saw just how important it was to her and she relented. Well, you can image my face when the back door buzzer sounded this morning and I lifted the flap and saw not Bumper's smiling face, but Jasmine.  I gasped in shock and choked back a sob.  I shut the flap, pressed my back flat against the door and took a few seconds to compose myself.  My Wednesday morning opening partner bailed on me.  This just can't be, she would never betray me in this manner.  I sto...

What am I going to do with this...THING...growing on the top of my head?  The plan is to let it go until the end of summer but...I don't know.  A little trim maybe?  I asked a woman for some advice and she told me to let it go.  Usually, when a woman gives that sort of advice, a man should not think twice about heeding it.  If a woman... any woman, tells you that they like your hair a certain way...even if they like it as a neon pink reverse mohawk...then you should totally go with the flow.  And that's what my hair is doing right now...going with the flow...any flow that happens to push it around, whether it be the wind, or the water from the shower nozzle, or the tongue of a baby calf licking it...Any.  Flow.  Period. I woke up at like 6:30 this morning so I did what any single guy with no one warm beside him to snuggle up with in the early morning hours of the day would do when he wakes up...I went back to sleep.  Duh.  I didn't st...