House International

I’m wiped out.  Between putting on a golf tourney, and trying to find some young petroleum engineering students summer interning positions, and my regular job, I think I need some Geritol.

Or maybe just, you know, a trip to the Bahamas?

Or a shopping trip?

A new shotgun?  (Did I tell y’all I won a rifle?  I did.  I’ll take pix of it and let you see it when I have enough energy to get my butt up off this couch and take a picture!)

A Pandora bracelet?

Or, I know!!!!  How about an old essential called sleep?

That would be it!!  Sleep!  My old friend, sleep.

I believe I’ll try that tonight.

As soon as I get the three(out of six) engineers (that decided to stay one more night) sleeping arrangements, well, arranged. (My house has become international once again - one from Kuwait, one from Nigeria, and one from the Washington, D.C.  They are all super young men, and they are so much fun!)  I've put one on this couch, one on another couch, and one in the spare bedroom. 

Then, and only then, will I be hitting the hay.  It’s almost 11 p.m.  And I’ve got yet another early morning going for Friday.  I’ll be out and about by the time you’re reading this.

Another day, another adventure.

Happy trails, y’all!