My body continues its revolt.
Connie and I went to three stores yesterday looking for a drain board and drainer. I decided mine needed replacing after many, many years. I got a chic black one.
After I got home, I took a four-hour nap. The excursion wiped me out.
I feel like a wrung out dish rag.
On a brighter note, I had a good weekend in the EPL. I managed to beat everyone. I am not sure if they forgot to make moves or what. I can hear you now. "We've got to take ____ (Stoke City last year) seriously." Guys that score for the lesser teams are cheap but do add points.
The thought of you makes me smile, Dude.
Later.
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