Spring has arrived

02 Apr 18
08:30 hrs

     Yes, spring is here. If anyone really cares. This has been a real crappy Easter weekend too. I think one of the Sages, who is under the weather, has been utilizing the Voodoo dolls just a little too much because yours truly got whacked with just enough of the man cold to make me feel miserable. My problem was to turn my illness inward and not out toward my family members despite them poking fun at me.

      There are some things to do around the Wayward Inn. I have at least one sprinkler head to replace and a couple of wind chimes to repair. We like wind chimes at the Wayward Inn.  Especially, if they annoy the Albertans on the other side of the fence.

03 Apr 18
06:00 hrs

     I am still feeling the effects of this chest cold. My Lobster says that I am over medicating myself. I disagree. I am taking just enough for me to knock myself out so my breezy wheezing does not wake me up. I can actually hear the air whistling through my lungs. Not good.

     The Sages are back home where they belong. Their trip to Cowtown was marred with ill health and punctuated with -19C temperatures coupled with snow. I hope they learned their lesson.

     My Better Half and I lost some ground over the holidays simply because we were not as diligent as we should have been. Snacks and second portions have shaved off the ground that we gained. Our efforts will be doubled to achieve our goals.

     It's back to the grind for 3/4 of the Wayward Inn. The Sr. Couch Monkey is hard at work in his new position - he even has a parking pass, my Better Half is heading back to the trenches and I will head out to keep the parks and streets safe for our canine friends. That leaves tbe Jr. Couch Monkey home alone. But, he will have a list of chores just to keep his ass busy.

22:45 hrs

     This illness has crept into my lungs. I'm hoping it doesn't turn into pneumonia. I had that once before. Pretty scary. But for now I'm out on the lazy boy so my Lobster can get some rest.