I’m so over not sleeping but my silly little brain likes to leave my pills in the van. Of course every time i go out to get them… I get distracted. 3 Times by Darla (cat) curled up on a chair on the porch…. I’m a terrible person. but probably not. Youtube is both my friend and my enemy at this point. I keep trying to find things to read or comment on but i’m not good at finding those sorts of things.
Reddit? I still don’t understand how that works. Yeah. I know, i’m getting old, shut up.
no wait, come back! I’m sorry, that was mean of me.
Can we still be friends? Yes you can call me old but only if i get to make fun of the fact that you like justin beiber. fair? fair.
Okay… so youtube…. enemies…. OH!!! So, sleeping on my best friends couch is pretty cool. I get to have the living room to myself, I get to sleep with my dog Nova… and then reality sets in and I end up getting the creepy crawlies all night (My apologies if you continue reading and get them too)
I have picked several ticks off of myself about every other night. Usually I can head this off by performing tick checks on Nova (in particular), Diesel, and Smaug. Smaug is a bit difficult because he is old and doesn’t care for laying on his back. Diesel is rambunctious but usually doesn’t have any on him. Nova, on the other hand usually has anywhere from 1-3 on her at night. I usually try to do the checking after I get home from work since the dogs will have been outside if not all day, then part of the day.
YAAAAAAY country living.