I never once thought I’d be sick of hearing people say “it’s Friday the 13th!”
Saying this usually means that one has actually encountered a time period in which said event has taken place, and that certainly is the case with me today.
This heat has turned me into a terrible, grouchy person. I want to die when the weather is this hot. No, I feel like I’m already dead, I just can’t leave my body. I wish it would snow.
And I hope it rains tomorrow. I want to go shopping.
And I want to sleep until 9:30 tomorrow…I will feel like I have slept my life away, but it’s something that needs to be done on occasion. I’ll probably just end up awake no later than 8:00, mowing the lawn by 9:00, cleaning the grill by 10, breakfast and shower by 11.
On second thought, maybe I’ll just sleep.
Enjoy today’s haiku:
People don’t give up
When they play me in Scrabble
I should…I’m losing