Today, my calendar got switched around a lil’. I was supposed to go into work around 9am, but I’m switching shifts with someone to help them cover. That gave me enough time to workout now before I had to be in @ 3pm.

Except I never really got off the couch. I was just too tired/lazy today to get anything accomplished. Might have been the kinky sex last light. That coupled with 2 days of waking up early, getting to bed late. Oh well. There's always tomorrow, I hear. A birdie told me. A little, red-headed birdie.



Crash in the Night
So about 2 minutes after the kinky sex came to an end (yeah, I wasn’t kidding about that), we heard a loud crashing noise. I was drifting off to that land between awake and after-sex nap, so it took me a second or two to realize it was real. And by that time, a lot of the details were a blur. But I shot out of bed anyway, and after finding pants (a hard task when you’re half-awake standing in front of a closet…) I went outside swiftly and quietly to look about. The Girl said she thought it sounded like a car crash, but we saw nothing and honestly, I didn’t hear tire squeals, a car, anything. I thought it sounded more like a window being accosted, or a handful of dishes being dropped/tripped over nearby. But I just couldn’t find anything amiss in any direction of our abode, within easy walking distance.

Best Guess? Neighbors dropped a bunch of sh!t moving their dirty dishes from the eating place (table? Bed?) to the sink or something. Their place is a stone’s throw away from ours and their light was on when I initially went poking about (after the poking I had done earlier – bada-bing!).

Know what? It’s closer than stone’s throw. It’s pee-close. I could stand on my porch and pee into their backyard. So yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s what it was. Dishes crashing, I mean, not peeing.

Good thing too, because I wasn’t in Bruce Lee mode last night.



Damn Dogs!
So I run around, get dressed, get up and get out to check out the commotion, find the dogs… sleeping. Yeah, good dogs. Way to protect the home-front.

They’re lucky they’re cute.

Peace.

Tags: Animals