Drove seven hours yesterday.
Forgot to mention that the day before.
Perhaps all the excitement of happy life changes next week has shorted out some of my circuitry? That would be a shame. I don’t have a lot of functional circuitry to lose.
On the rollercoaster of emotions over adopting a potcake, I am enjoying a stretch of flat track. Tootling through the tree tops, I wait for the next stomach-stealing drop.
Now that my metaphors have been nicely mixed and my sanity has been appropriately questioned, I’ll leave you to your Thursday.
Until tomorrow (yes, really)…