Regular Monday....Irregular Post..

..Like any of them are regular?!

OK, so quiet week-end, again. Quick week-end, again. Back to work Monday, again.

But the ticker to retirement is ticking away!

Only 6,240 hours to go!! Woopie..or ...holycrap. Guess it's all in how you look at it.

Right now it's weighing heavier on holycrap..

It's not like I don't like my job..I do...really. I'd just like it more if it were less..

..say, something like 10 am to 3 pm...maybe Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday...

Well, that's not gunna happen...

So, I go into my art room (which has be re-named the "Reading Room" because I don't create art in there anymore..as a matter of fact, I don't read much in there anymore either..)

Except blogs.

Maybe I should call it the Blog Room..wonder if that would help if we ever decided to sell...

"Darling cottage feel, hardwood floors, large eat-in kitchen, fenced yard, workshop AND state of the art BLOG ROOM!"

OK, so maybe not..

Back to going into this room..I was still bleary-eyed from sleep..Oh, did you know if you splash cold water on your face when your bleary-eyed, you end up bleary-eyed ...AND dripping wet..voice of experience here..I'm just saying...

I sit down and turn on computer and start the wait game...you know..trying to stay awake, head in hand..staring off when all of a sudden, my bleary eyes spot IT....

(Que sound track from.. Jaws..)

Da duh da duh da duhdaduhdaduh

In my bleary-dom I see it, reflected in my vintage iron that's sitting on my computer desk (what? you thought I actually...ironed??) .....


Do you see it?? With it's blood thirsty teeth?? And it's hideous tail??

Well, if shrieks were death rays- it would have perished before my eyes..but NO..this adversary was a tough one..not a muscle moved..

I rubbed my eyes (still wet from the water..yeah..never again..) and the "thing" had not moved..was it ..ohforallthatsholy......DEAD??

Ewwww....worse than alive and quickly "just passing through" was the thought of a dead-thing..

blch...

..Wait a Minute.......is that a reflection of my.....

....ROCK??!!

My rock brought back from Ireland?.... By my daughter?? Holding down a speaker cord?? That I put there????

Um..yeah.....but it could have been a big ol' dead thing...or a mean ol' alive thing...

Gotta start sleeping in on the week-ends....



Oh, so this is what I did with another "found screen" - I have ideas for the others, but they will have to wait until my heart starts beating in normal rhythm....

So, what've you been up to??

-me