Wow! It’s been a crazy year so far.

For the second time we have no Wifi at home. It would be great if the roommate would work. It would be great if our apartment was better than two steps above a slum—it would be impossible to find anyone who was a great combination of desperate, responsible, employed, not a trumper, was likable, loved to pitch in and do housework, was not passive-aggressive, had a dependable car, was honest, lacked very challenging mental disorders, and kinda fun, and loved cats. Not ever happening.

I’ve been depressed, stressed and very busy. But, after 7 months, I finally got the new alternator installed into my Nissan Rogue. I’m very grateful to be connected to an honest, talented auto mechanic who is mobile and will repair things at my home. I’m just waiting on the refund on the first one I got that was ordered wrong. I accidentally ordered one for the Rogue Sport. I have the Rogue Tank.

I’m sitting here in the breakroom at Sprouts in Winter Park; my shift just ended. I decided to mooch Wifi off my employer to type this little post. I work 3:30-10 pm on Sunday. Oh the joy. Yeah, that’s sarcasm, but I’m AM grateful for the income, even if it’s paltry.

Just wanted you to know I’m awake and mobile.

I am, however, looking forward to seeing the underside of my eyelids.

Take care, everybody.