I am so tired

I am so tired — the home repair project is in a temporarily finished state. In other words, it’s as done as it’s going to be for while. New white wall, everything is relatively clean, and I got around to throwing out some junk which needed tossing. Bubba Sean cruised by in the middle of the afternoon to see me about something or other, and we hit venerable Austin favorite Sandy’s for a lunchtime break. Hamburger, fries and drink, all for less than three bucks. But it was interesting having the computer unplugged for most of the day. I don’t know if that name will fly, though, “unplugged at Shady Acres” — worth a try, though. Goes with my quill pen collection. One of the editorial assistants I write for called me, in the midst of my activity. I was wondering what she was thinking. I was out of breath, having just barely snagged the phone as two of them were unplugged. Classic rock was blaring in the background, and I wouldn’t directly answer her questions about where else I sell my columns. I’m afraid I’ll get turned into something I’m not. Or maybe under sell me? Best “I love you” visual yet.