Closet Extremist

Batchin'

Things around here are pretty-much the same as alway's... Way too many hours at work, exhaustion when I'm at home, and no rest due to chores that didn't get done through the week hadda get done on my only day off. Standard Operating Procedure around here anymore. I started to post something on Sunday, but it was way too depressing to complete, so it now languishes in the "Draft" folder.

The main thing that's been a little different around here lately is that the rest of the household has split for Hilton Head and a nice weeklong vacation. They left out last Friday, and are not to return until this Friday. Things were quite hectic at the end of last week, as the mere preparations for their sojourn provided for drama after drama... Shit that I wasn't prepared for after working 68 hours last week. Needless to say, the quiet around here has been a welcome relief. Unfortunately, I've been left in charge of six animals, that all need to be fed and waterred, and nurtured, and loved on, and all that namby-pamby shit that I ain't real good at. We've still got all the animals that we started with, so I guess that's something.

(brief pause while I go chase down the Beagle and the Puppy who've just made a run for fun.)

As I knew would happen, tonight the quiet has gotten to the point that it's nerve-wracking. The lack of a hojillian kids, another couple of adults, and the common little idiosyncracies of a household, has gotten me down. It's kinda like those old "jungle" movies where the hero states "Why don't they stop those infernal drums!!", only to proclaim "It's quiet out there...Too Quiet" when he finally gets his wish. Alas, it's another cross I bear.

The main difficulty is trying to find something decent to eat of an evening. It's not that I can't cook, nor even that I won't, it's just a cast iron bitch to cook for one, without wasting an assload of food in the process. I'd like to think of myself as not such a wasteful person, so the fast food establishments have been frequented often this week. After today's 12 hour shift, I just didn't feel like any kind of quick meal joint, but I'm too tired to bother to get cleaned up and go to some sit-down place.

As I got closer to the Crib, the solution finally hit me, and I esed the shop van into the Weigel's (Local convenience store that you can't swing a dead cat without hitting four of.) and procured this evening's victuals. Waht a fine repast it was... A twelve-pack of Coca-Cola, a 7 1/2 Oz bag of Doritos Tortilla chips, a loaf of "Light Bread", and a tub of Weigel's Brand Pimento Cheese Spread. Yeah I know, but it's what I had a craving for. Sometimes an honest workin' redneck has just got to git him a piminter cheez an' light bread sammich.

Hell, I'm Batchin'. That's my excuse.