I just got home at 2:30 A.M., I’m beat, my stomach is growling and now I have to turn around and be back at work again at Noon.
In the mean time it’s supposed to start raining later today and go on through the weekend.
The lawn mowing has been put off indefinitely at this point. Of course that doesn’t mean it’s going to stop growing.
It already needed it, come next week it’s going to be a bitch to cut.
The way things are looking here in the very near future, I’m going to jump at overtime every chance I get.
There is already a tear down and inspection scheduled for the middle of the month and those are a Hurry Hurry Hurry deal for the Big Wigs and the Bean Counters.
Since Shit always runs down hill and gathers momentum, they really crack the whip trying to get the machine back up and running.
So I have that to look forward to.
Like I said, I am out to get my grubby little booger hooks on every Copper coated Zinc slug I can.
Which reminds me.
To my little friend who popped off in the comments the other day giving me shit and saying that I have been predicting economic doom and gloom for years now and nothing has happened.
Fuck You Again, Asshole.