Uh oh, I’m not feeling overly funny or creative today. This could spell trouble for those of you taking time from you life to read my blog. My wife has once again deserted me, this time to visit her family in Cold Lake. It would seem that my getting to stay home and work while she has fun is becoming far too commonplace. At least I have 3 tones of work to do while she’s gone so the time should pass quickly.I’ve already fallen off of my gym routine as a result of her leaving me. I more of less refuse to do anything at all on my own. She was my sole ‘gym buddy’ thus when she is gone I’m left in the lurch. I’m beginning to think that man boobies are just inevitable and that I should accept it as the price I pay for working on a computer 10 hours a day on not getting any exercise.

I went to my home lot on Saturday and I am now the proud owner of a 2 foot deep hole. I’m not sure why it’s only 2 feet deep, although it may have something to do with the foot of snow that happened the day there were digging it. I’ll go back later on this week and see if they were able to stretch it to the full 5 or not. It occurs to me that I have absolutely no idea of how deep a basement hole should be… 5 feet just feels like a good number. For a quarter of a million dollars it sure a hell better be 5 feet deep, I want my money’s worth out of this sucker.

It’s actually getting pretty exciting, especially because I have absolutely no recollection of how the house is going to look because I can’t remember what all of the stuff we picked looks like. I’m sure that it will be nice, but I can’t seem to picture it in my mind. I was there while it was all picked and I kinda remember what each individual selection was, but I lack the capability to tell what the outcome will be. I’ll just assume that means I’m not gay and move on.

Jeez, this is boring… I’d best end it….. now.