Me & My Muse – Day 173: Twas the Weekend After Christmas….

And there’s no poem this time.  Just a breath of fresh air.  A contented sigh of relief that another shift is over at the pizza pit. And after paying the required fare of $3.00, a bus escorted me home.

Coincidentally, my parents crossed paths with the bus I was on.  The blue van went in one direction.  The bus I was in went the other way, towards home.

After the bus dropped me off, the blue van pulled back into the driveway.  A request.  “Would you like to go eat with us?”  I agreed, and entered the van with my work clothes.

The van was full, with my parents, my sister, and a few of my parent’s friends.  We helped ourselves to dinner, and we came home.  I had some of the hottest hot wings and some seafood nachos.

After relaxing, I played a little bit of my game.  After I while I called it a night.

Now clad in my pajamas, I am relieved.  I have two days off.  That’s two days to think and reorient my direction in where I need to go.  If oriented properly, I will be fully employed very soon….


Muse;  Not a poem, but well said.

Thank you.  I’m kind of tired tonight.  I’m winding down from Christmas and getting ready for New Year’s….

Muse: I’m doing the same.  Good night!

Good night!

Today’s high is going to be 40 degrees and the silver lining is having seafood nachos and hot wings.

To those of you who enjoy good food and good company, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.


Muse:  Time to read the next chapter….So tired….Maybe tomorrow…..

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