Monday, June 8, 2015

MOKF: Day 8

("Fweet", being the sound my streamer-festooned noisemaker would make.)

Yes, that's right, today makes exactly one week since I was duly escorted to the company's front door with a box of personal belongings.  Trying to act like this was a positive decision and not cry like a baby.

Good times.

That was... what?  A year ago?  Two?  Seems like it.

Random subject change:

Today is the fist day of this adventure that I haven't felt like I've done much.  The day seemed to sail by.  And I ache from head to toe in both mental and physical exhaustion, so something must have happened.

At least I like to think so.

Anyway, I stuck to the schedule, so the main goal was met.

Like that gal from Ratatouille.  "Just... follow... the recipe!"

Live YOUR adventure!
-E.L. Fletcher