Short story

It was still raining Thursday morning when I left for work. But, it was oddly warm outside.

I did go home at lunch, which I think the cats appreciated. I ate a sandwich and then went up into the attic to bring down some Christmas stuff. I can’t put it out until I get the living room back together, but at least I didn’t freeze my butt off getting them. The high today climbed to an unbelievable 59 degrees F.!

After work, it was too dark again to do anything in the living room (I’m about to have a very busy weekend!) So, I took my pills and ate the last Jimmy John’s sandwich.

I talked with Jake for a while. Sidebar: Why does his life always sound so much more interesting than mine?

I started watching the nightly news and, sure enough, crashed like a rock. And, that was Thursday...