Coffee Scroll Tuesday

Tuesday? Sam went to the office. I was home alone with the woofs. Oh, Charlie was home too, so, I guess, not exactly home alone. He left midday for parts unknown. He doesn't tell me what he is doing. I'm lucky if I get a grunt out of him. Twenty year old boys being what they are. The economy of speech is something truly amazing to behold.

I didn't go to the gym. I went straight to the bakery and got a coffee scroll thinking I would go to the gym later and work it off. So, why not? Shrug. And more coffee to go with it, of course. Too much fun being home on my own. 

Would you believe I was enjoying work so much... okay, you wouldn't believe that. How about I was coerced into collecting data on my fellow employees in a top secret spying missing for the CEO? No? Well, no, that's not true either. There are far nastier people in the company for that, you know, take your pick of anyone in HR. Ha. Ha.

I just decided I'd go tomorrow. No great mystery to it. Why do today what you can put off to tomorrow. I've always said that. Ha ha, to my detriment through life. Actually, it wasn't until I discovered the exact opposite was true that I started achieving success. 

Get as much done as you can immediately you have the project, assignment, chore, whatever, then put off everything else to the last minute, that realisation was how I ended up succeeding in whatever I do.

Anyway...

I did take the dogs for a walk around midday. The sun was shining, it was a nice day. The two of them ambled along like they had the rest of their lives to get to the end of it, but that is the usual thing. Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff. 

Of course, Sam insisted on going for a second walk when he got home. I must stop calling Brun fat.

I fell asleep on the couch after diner, as I have been doing lately. It is like some ancient voodoo sleeping course has been cast upon me sometime around June?

Then I was up half the night because I'd slept half the evening earlier, on the couch, you know. When I got into bed, I just knew sleep was going to evade me. Sam did his usual trick of falling asleep half way through me talking to him.

"Sam?"

Snore.

I tried to sleep for a while longer, but I knew sleep wasn't coming, so I got up and stayed up for a while.