Yes, I am aware that it's Friday.
I woke up late yesterday. I drank coffee, smoked a cigarette, took a shower, made my lunch, got dressed, and headed to work. Woo.
I'm doing genealogy again. For some reason, I'm drawn to death certificates. I find it interesting to see how people died. So, I already knew about the one grandfather who was crushed between two trains on Thanksgiving. I found out one of his brothers was strangled to death by an overhead door. Another grandfather was killed in a mine collapse in the salt mines in Detroit. (Yes, there are salt mines in Detroit.) He was one of six men trapped. They got his and another two bodies out, but three guys are still down there. Like I said... interesting. Or I'm just morbid.
There are three bald eagles that hang out near work. I regularly see them and hear them as they're flying in lazy circles over the woods. It's pretty awesome.
The area hit record highs yesterday. It got to like 70 degrees. After last week's negative 6. I expect another round of the crud to hit the area shortly. I haven't gotten any of it yet. Knock on wood.
I was so pooped after work yesterday, we had TV dinners. Banquet has upped their game from the last time I bought those. Better flavors and textures. Last night, we had chicken fingers with macaroni and cheese and corn. Yum. Last week, we had Salisbury steak with mashed potatoes, and the potatoes weren't like sawdust. Yay.
I desperately need to go fishing.
Well, it's 7 o'clock. I should probably go get dressed and make my lunch. I hate going to work. Oh, I don't hate working... just the going. I'd really rather just sit around in my jammies than get dressed, hop in the car, and drive to the office. :shrug: But who wouldn't?
And on that note, I'll let you go. Have a great day, wherever you are.