“‘Not a morning person’ doesn’t even begin to cover it.” I woke up thinking someone was knocking on my door, but it was a woodpecker outside and directly above my bed. I knocked back and yelled, and tried to go back to sleep. Every time I almost dozed off the hungry little SOB came back. Part of me (the angry-tired-achy-arthritic-tired-tired part) wanted to shoot it. But the boy has taken up birding. He gets so excited anytime something with wings is around.
So finally I grabbed a gun and fired a round into the gravel pit. The echo worked. And now I’m awake. Because I wasn’t wearing pants and it’s cold and snowy outside.
Did I mention it’s PMS week? That’s like shark week, only scarier. And there are four of us Pajarigirls. (PIE-ree gurlz)
Dear Lois,
Please don’t let me leave work today without suet and pms formula. Ammo is expensive.
Loveyabye,
The Employee of the Month aka Neighbor of the Year
I’m avoiding you when you’re PMSing… Nice piece though.
coward 😉 Thanks!
I wn’t avoid you if you don’t avoid me…!
Of course I go through some TERRIBLE mood swings from such things…