Charlie and his co-worker, Kevin, dropped by yesterday to deliver my new computer desk and chair. I was pleased as punch to see him pull up into my driveway around lunch. It took me two freakin' hours to put that desk together though. The instructions were written by an illiterate three year old. I was so glad to get my computer off the kitchen table and onto its proper place in my front bedroom in front of a window with a view. It is quite picturesque sitting here as I type looking out this expansive window as the joggers run by in the early morning fog.
I and dad have a new project. We challenged each other to read a book a week and then spend time discussing the book. I have all the free time in the world so this will be easy for me. Dad, on the other hand, works ten hour days so it will be interesting to see how long he lasts. He seems determined though and is the type of person to finish something he starts unlike me. This week's book is Dead Wrong by J. A. Jance. It is on the New York Times best seller list. I am going to go sit out on my porch, open a Vault energy drink, light a cigarillo, and start chapter one shortly.
Tuesday nights is always my grocery shopping night. Kroger had cans of Star Kist tuna on sale for a dollar a can so I bought ten. Maggie will have a treat every morning this week and already engulfed a can for breakfast. I try to find little treats that are healthy for her and make her life more enjoyable. She also got a bag of rawhide bones and one ended up in the bed with me this morning. I rolled over to a pain in my back only to reach back and pull out a slimy, wet, and half-chewed dog bone. Oh, the joys of dog ownership. They are a lot like having children except they don't talk back