\bottom of the glass confessional

Not gonna lie to y’all,, been doin’ some drinking’ tonight. Mostly to settle me nerves down: a little anxiety rising with upcoming bills. No worries, it’ll all work out, somehow,,,

Fact is, I LIKE my J.O.B. with the Bossman and Son of Bossman. I feel like family there. Some of my unease is in part with our losing Bear-bear this past week. Poor gurl was my buddy at the shop. She would come down right around noon to remind my butt that I needed to eat sumpin’ (and in return, reward her for her service, of course.). She was my Gurlie-gurl that kept me sedate with Bossman on his bad mornin’s. I would look at her and she would just smile that Doggum smile and wiggle her butt waggin’ that mop of a tail. At that point, nothing Bossman could pull would set me off. (fact is, Bossman and I are very much alike in thinking and equally obstinate as fuck about it. That’s why we bump heads on the regular. Dunno how Son of Bossman tolerates the two of us, seriously.)

The other side of my unease is the last two days of “rainout’ that wasn’t. We really didn’t have enough rain IN MY OPINION, to justify our downtime. I firmly believe that the other Emps are gonna be in full agreement. Really, it sprinkled at best today, and it wasn’t raining at all when I got the text at 630. That tells me there is just a lack of work,, and thats been sort of evident with my build lists.

Sign of the Times?

Likely. The great wide world being in flux as it is: turmoil in the ME and a not so sane administration running a war that ain’t, apparently at the behest of a quasi-religious entity attempting to enact the book of Revelations in Real Time,,, (note; MY OPINION, YMMV)

No, I ain’t ‘jumping’ off the cliff’. I haven’t submitted any resignation notice, nor two weeks notice. Son of Bossman knows full well what my intentions are, probably did before even I did when I asked for help purchasing BlooTwuck. WHAT isn’t even the issue here: with the load out I have in Bloo, I can do many number of jobs and not limited to wrenching on cars and trucks. I have a full load out as if I were set up for fencing (that I don’t wanna touch with a 10′ pole in respect for the day J.O.B.) I can do handy man work, renovations (though I really don’t wanna get involved in that at this stage,, maybe laters when the finances can handle a large purchase for quick return. I haven’t the room right now.). With a quick toss in of specialty tools, I can advance even further. really, the only limitations I have are at the limits of my skillsets, and those can be pushed some.

And will be, I’m certain.

I’m not gonna sweat the bills this week. what gets paid will get paid, and it may not be at the minimum, but fuck’em,, shit sucks and they’ll get a little feel of it too, Right?

SO,,, raise a glass to poverty, the societal constant until the industrial age, and enjoy the music I am jamming to tonight.

Until tomorrow, y’all take care of yourselves. Love y’all

LIVE

LOVE

LEARN

LAUGH

LOAD!!!!

RIP Miss Bear-bear, aka MamaBear, originally P-Bear, but always the Bear and always the babysitter of the neighborhood kids.