I Was a 12 Year Old Rock Star

I have some hazardous waste to go and dispose of, so my thoughts today may be brief. Although the local blooms still have weeks to go, I myself have begun to enter the “Norwegian” type of season change. That would mean moving from 32s into 33′ waisted pants. (As long as I am not too wasted when I try them on.) In storage I found enough handsome sweaters to last a lifetime! Or maybe for just a few years. With anything no longer useful going out the door, I am starting to feel the extra room. I am almost halfway through the storage facility search, and destroy mission. I will only need to find some helpers to work our way over to the 10 x 10. If Mother allows me to move my Queen bed, all will be good. Do people still use timing lights? Maybe Good-Will find out! Later for now!