Productivity

Despite my early day pity party, today has been rather productive. First, I walked a kilometer at a speed that could be described as slightly faster than a turtle on crutches. Before I went on my walk, I dutifully locked all of my animals in the house to prevent them from escaping and ruining my morning. As I finished my second lap on the street I noticed that two of my animals were in the breezeway due to the fact that I had not dutifully shut the window in my bedroom and which one of my animals believes to be her personal doggie door. I dutifully shoved the two fuckers back in the house, shut my bedroom window and went along my merry way. After that I took a shower standing up. Without the shower chair. Yeah, I know, Pretty Big Time.

Then I gave up on my book that was annoying me and made the decision to break out the gin at 2:00. Sara came over so I wouldn't feel like a complete loser drinking gin at 2:00 in the afternoon. In the making of the gin and tonics, I realized that I had been gin-jacked; that is the gin bottle barely had anything in it and I remembered that the bottle was pretty full after my dad's retirement party. Those of you paying special attention will remember that between my dad's retirement party and my surgery was only one week. And there was surely, absolutely, no way I had used up a bottle of gin in one week. Clearly, Earl had been sipping back on the gin. I'm not sure how he got the bottle open, but the evidence doesn't lie. Sara and I went to Stater Bros to avert the gin crisis.

Earl trying to get into the empty bottle of gin.