Experiencing a wholesale shift in priorities as far as life is concerned. Have spent most of it so far performing at the whim of outside responsibilities. Business. Customers.etc.

Finding myself becoming more selfish. Thinking about what I and Sidekick want as opposed to what the firm that called at 10:35 on Tuesday wants.

Feeling more human as a result. Time will tell if this is a good or bad trend.

Checking the old mail bag this morning, I see that a coup has finally taken place. Been watching it slowly unfold over the last six months. The snide remark or two. The, "Please contact me instead of her". The occasional "You didn't hear this from me but.." Apparently it was executed in earnest last night as a formal request for <redacted's> name to be stricken was sent.

There is a new duchess of accounts payable.

And on that note, I go lay down with a book. Egghaustion has set in.

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Eventually, we'll wind up poaching jokes from one another.

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A homemade taco ring can alleviate the most foul of moods.

Okay. Taxes done at last minute per usual.

I do NOT want to talk about it.

Goes to fetch bourbon

The very idea of regulation makes me nervous. The idea of zero regulation in their case gives me similar pause.

We're really in a pickle when you think about it. I don't see a happy ending at all.

No-one bothered to make another pot of coffee so I am definitely not on a list labeled 'Alert'.

Off to have a "Please don't tell someone I might be interested in buying a tractor that was made at roughly the time Elvis Presley started puberty" conversation.

He means well but this is getting annoying.

I call the one that that lives two houses down, "Harold". You live in Germany, do you not? Have you ever spent any time here?

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