I’m feeling so much better today. Even if I did get woken up at a quarter after 5 in the morning by a dog jumping and making “mrph mrph” noises at the back door. I appreciate his efforts to bark quietly, but they didn’t really work. The Butcher did not take him for a walk this morning, so he’s been moping around all day, waiting for the Butcher to return.
I have, too, because, when he gets here, I’m going to take a shower! And it is going to be awesome.
Anyway, because I was feeling so much better today and the dog hadn’t had a walk, I thought I would walk him around the yard. This was a mistake. Almost a falling-down mistake. But I made it back in the house, so that’s good.
I’ve been a reading fool and I got a piece on Sleepy John Estes written for October. My brain is so happy to be working again.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll work some on the Nashville book.