I just made up a new name for my Friday nite post. I hope it doesn't offend. FOF it is!
Tis the eve before the weekend, and I can let down my guard down and let go of the working world and anticipate sleeping in until at least 10:00 AM.
One more weekend of getting the house back together, I am almost there. Garbage is piled up 4 feet high outside our back deck. 25 years worth of shit..going to the landfill, and like I said the last time a lot is going to Value Village. Those Village People are going to have a hay day. I shop there too. I love that place. Now, I have to stop for awhile, because I will probably buy my old stuff back. But I won't buy Gord's suit I threw in there from 1989...or my rocker leather jacket with shoulder pads in it....with studs. nooo I will leave that to memory only.
Time for FOF pizza.