Or possibly the doctorin' -- whichever. Worked 36 hours through Thursday, so I could work a half-day Friday and go to the doc for some minor outpatient surgery in the afternoon. Returned home from that, laid down for a nap, and other than Tam waking me for about 45 minutes around 8 p.m. when her regular Friday evening pizza shipment arrived, I have been asleep ever since.
Jim the Tree Guy called a few minutes ago; we tried to make contact Friday so I could pay him and couldn't, so he'll be stopping by any minute now.
I'm trying to convince myself to not go back to bed after that. It's a purty day out there and there's a gun show on, just down the road.
T. R. MCELROY'S STREAMLINED TELEGRAPH KEYS
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