Scintillating Monday repartee, yawn man.
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Thrilling Monday report, see man:
One of worst nights ever, awoke with shoulder/hip pain after barely 2 hours of zzz we man.
This was despite standard HSM at bedtime, sigh man.
Took semi-HSM and dozed fitfully till alarm, sigh man.
Was about to call Mama T-B. at 1 p.m. to say we were coming, si man.
She called first to say to hold off, nothing that was scheduled for her had happened man.
"Wait till Many (2+2+1) or even Many (2+2+2) p.m., si man," sigh man.
We then lunched on a turkey-&-cheese sandwich, ingest we man.
We zzz'd for an hour, get all we can before shoulder hosed us again man.
Visited Mama T-B. at Many (2+2+2) p.m., do the needful we man man.
Barely made it to Aldi before closing, race we man.
We fear that they're planning to close out their shepherd's pies, and we man.
We bought 2 on sale, have to find freezer space somehow man.
Miu quiescent except when time for miu-food, quiescent miu man.
Mini-B. phoned to say that ex-Mrs.-T-B. can't take him to skool Tuesday after all, big surprise man.
This means that we must arise at o'dark-Many during our OFF WEEK to get him, man.
We hope to get him to the skoolbus stop by our casa, workable if timely man.
We already knew that ex-Mrs.-T-B. can't take him Thurs. or Fri., admit previously ex-she man man.
Now, she's unsure that she can even take him Wed., man.
The skoolbus situation had better get resolved before we die of fatigue, this whole thing is wrong man.
Like mam ma'am or someone said, why are they treating standard split custody like it's an anomaly, huh man?
Din-din was half a tuna sandwich and 2 chicken tenders donated by Mama T-B., ingest we man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Unclear how we'll be able to function on Tuesday, clouded man.
And that was/is our thrilling Monday, report we man.