After wondering if September would ever end, it’s finally the end of November. Not sure where October went, but no one at all has accused 2016 of making a luck of sense.
Wife has her friends over for an “avoiding the election 2016 mask and movie night” and I’ve got the dog in my computer room, a tall glass filled with cheap bourbon and coke, and skyrim is calling my name. Later taters.
There is no lesser evil.
It’s kind of amazing how working 10-13 hour days up in the mountains for a month can suck away at your life. Get home after dark, go to bed, get up before the sun comes up and drive off again. Whatever free time you might be able to scrounge is spent trying to do the chores that you can’t get to when you’d regularly be doing them. I finally was able to take a day off and have a three day weekend, and now I’m almost caught up far enough to get ready to fall behind again! At least I get overtime…