Drill Baby, Drill

This morning I am enjoying my coffee in my home town.  I have a dental cleaning next door at 7:30.  I do not mind getting my teeth cleaned.  Not a big fan of dental repairs, but I actually find dental hygiene relaxing. 

D is feeling a bit down these days.  Flo has been hounding her relentlessly, sometimes for 2 - 3 weeks a month.  Fucking sucks.  She had a Mirena installed but that doesn't seem to help.  Ugh...

Gardening

It is a spectacular late spring morning in the town square today.  I drove my Jeep into town for the first time enjoying the brilliant sunshine and cool morning air.  When I am behind the wheel of my trusty steed, I feel calm and liberated.  The open air and simple nature of the vehicle makes for a cathartic experience. 

Friday we moved B back to college where he will reside for the next ten weeks.  It was odd moving him in when everyone else is moving out.  D is not taking his summer plans well; I don't mind as he is being incredibly responsible. 

Saturday was work and yesterday we literally spent the entire day putting a garden in.  I feel pretty good today, other then nursing some some sore muscles.

Get to work.

It is a spectacular day in the town square this morning.  I am sitting outside the coffee shop watching the town come alive.  The starlings are flitting around picking up the scraps of muffins and bagels that the patrons drop to the cobblestone sidewalk.  I am heading to work in a few minutes to make up for taking Wednesday off to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary with D in Boston.

I  am feeling better in recent days.  I have not taken any more pills and didn't really see a huge benefit from my recent adderall experiment. 

D is stressed that I have to work on the weekend and that B is staying at college for most of the summer.  We dropped him off at his summer dorm yesterday and he will not be back till August.  I am twice as stressed as a result.

Get over it

With every moment that passes my heart hardens.  Soon I won't care anymore.  Awesome...

Beer and a movie

It is a beautiful Saturday afternoon and I'm sitting in front of the TV watching a movie appropriately titled "Wrist Cutters" while drinking beer and wallowing in my depression.  I have plenty to do, but zero motivation to get it done.

I have moved on to another movie "Sirens" and my outlook on life has definitely improved except I have to piss and I'm to lazy to get up.  Movie sucks so far, but bare breasts are promised so I shall tough it out.  I'm currently thinking the word "nubile" is pretty cool.  Also, any movie with Hugh Grant is worthy of some hopeful optimism.

Yeah, that didn't work out...  On to "Frankie and Johnny"...  Pretty decent flick.

Amphetamine/dextroamphetamine

I can't fucking stand myself right now so I took the pill.  Am I weak?  Perhaps...  I have been here before though and it worked out ok.  Perhaps now I can focus on getting some shit done.  I will go see the doc to make it all legal if it has lasting effects.