punchworthy

A blog whereby I motivate myself, and my readers, to punch me in the mouth.



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Saturday, February 09, 2008

things i like

Today I went and worked a paint job with my friend Dan and his dad. Here are some things that it occurred to me I like about my current circumstances.

~ I like all the days being the same. Weekdays. Weekends. Doesn't matter to me. The only thing that changes is whether or not the kids are home from school.

~ I like boiling water to make coffee in the morning. I like drinking it from a travel mug. While wearing my work coat. In the cold clunkiness of my car on the way to a job.

~ I like missing my little studio, and my writing, and learning about stuff. Even though it hurts my brain.

~ I like setting a goal for the day and meeting it.

~ I like Dan. (And his dad.) It's been a long time since I've gotten to work with him, and I've really missed it.

~ I like coming home. And being home.

Unemployment (or self employment) is a lot of hard work. And it generally doesn't pay very well. But it did today. Here's to more of the same.

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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Trapped in the Tank

Help! Deb and I are trapped in the tank! With the little people!

Little people with fevers. Fevers of all kinds. Cabin fever, viral fever, he-won't-let-me-play-chess-because-he-says-I-don't-know-how-but-
I-do-know-how-and-I-don't-like-you-anymore-and-if-you-say-that-
you-can't-be-my-friend-anymore!! fever... even... the fever... for the flavor of a Pringle (tm).

I, personally, also have a fever... and the only prescription is MORE COWBELL!!! {insert Van Halen's "Jamie's Cryin'"}

School's out again tomorrow, which is just as well since our guys are going nowhere, but I don't know if I'll be released from the tank or not. On one hand, I should really go in to the office. On the other hand, I can totally work from home. On another hand(?), if I leave and go in, I will be leaving Deb to try and do her accounting homework trapped in here with 2 sick boys who haven't been out of the house since Monday, and Emma.

Hmm. Sounds like that third hand might belong to Deb.

I will, like the Virgin Mary, consider these things in my heart.

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