It's rainy and comparatively chilly here now because I made the mistake of buying shorts. It's all my fault.
My daughter is spending the week with her real mother this week, and I have to take Friday off so I can go to South Carolina and pick her up. She didn't have a great relationship with her mother until Sandy fucked off, so I guess that's a minor silver lining to that shit storm.
I have discovered that I sleep better if I sleep with my head at the foot of the bed. Otherwise, the dog presses her bony ass into my back and I wake up at the edge of the bed. Or I'd wake up during one of her dreams with her kicking the shit out of me. Now, she takes the head of the bed, but is kind enough to leave room for my feet. It's a good a compromise.
