No more Patriots this season. With the fireplace roaring, Bandit sporting his Patriots shirt we all sat watching yesterday's game only to be disappointed at the 28 to 21 defeat from the Jets. Around half-time Bandit gave up and went downstairs. I'm not sure if he left because he sensed the impending loss or because of the screaming and yelling. (He might need therapy.)
Today I am off while Chris, with tail between his legs (or wait no...that's supposed to be Bandit), heads off to work. Bandit and I have the house to ourselves. I'm sipping a cup of coffee (which is cold I think I'll grab a new one) and Bandit has gone back to sleep (the life of a dog).
On today's agenda is some more writing; I wrote yesterday but with the game, I got distracted. I also need to pick up a few things at the grocery store and Walgreens. I love days like these - no structure. Funny how I just got off of vacation and was complaining about not having structure and feeling bored. Well, already back two weeks I'm no longer complaining.
I'd like to acknowledge that today's lack of structure is brought to you in part by Martin Luther King Jr. (or as Chris says with his slurred Boston accent: Mahtha Lutha King) as well as donations from my company.
Enjoy your day!