Rest and Relaxation

I was off of work for a week and went back today only to find my cubicle closed off. The jokesters had added a wall in place of a doorway and I had to squeeze in through a tiny opening. Fortunately I am super thin.

But before I forget, I meant to tell you about the trip to Costco the Friday before last. We had a full cart of food and six little monsters running around the cart. Well five after the wife ran over the foot of one little man. He yelped and screamed ‘Mommy don’t run me over no more, I won’t love Daddy the most’. OK. He didn’t say that but he was hollering and screaming. He crawled around for the next two days. He refused to walk on it and we debated taking him to the doctors but he eventually forgot about it or realized he would have to toughen up and live with the pain or else she might do it again.

So a week at home with the family. I can see why people are always killing each other. If I was home much more, I am sure the wife would have run me over with the car instead of the shopping cart. We stayed close to home for the whole week and I still did not accomplish much around the house. I got MOST of the deck stained and sealed. I think it must have rained darn near everyday I was off. I weeded the garden. I replaced the battery in the truck and prayed real hard that was the problem and not something else. (So far, so good.) I had an asthma doctor tell me I was only breathing at 66% of my lung capacity. (Not that I will use that as a tennis excuse except that I will use that as a tennis excuse. – What you guys can’t beat a man using only two-thirds of his lung capacity??). I took the family to the dentist and was told to get a part time job because he can see the future and the future is braces. Damn him.

Now I have to concentrate on how to retaliate against the cubicle jokesters and get used to waking up at 3 AM again.

Just remembered. I am sure that I mentioned my favorite priest that would always come over for free food. Well my food bill has gone down since he switched parishes and we have yet to invite the new priest over to dine. So yesterday we get invited by friends to a community pool. He is back visiting some other friends. He comes over to chat us up and the first words out of his mouth?? “Mmmmmm. Is that pizza?” Some things never change.