Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it

Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it
Oh, to be crazy and get paid for it

I usually don’t complain a lot. When I do I get caught in some dilemma that I can’t talk my way out. You think I would learn my lesson, but I’m still in the learning curve.

It was a long week, and the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I had a busy schedule. She went her way, I went my way and the Spousal Twain only meets after the week’s work is done.

Some weeks are better than others, but some aren’t. And I was having a rather dismal week with a few things going wrong. For one, my vehicle needed to go to the garage to be fixed.

 

 

 

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