Been work'n like a girl

Boy howdy, that golf ball swak'n beat the hell slap out me. When I returned to "da house" yesterday afternoon, I was in pain. Took me up a couple them super duty aspirins an' lay myself down on the couch. That where I stay for the rest of the day. Exercise sucks.

Waked up way too early this morn'n. It were still dark out there in the yard. Brewed me up a fresh pot of coffee an' lay back on that couch over there sip'n up a cup an' relax'n. Day dream'n an' think'n. I'm get'n to where I like that couch. Wind is blow'n a hunnert mile a hour, so I won't be go'n outside any time soon. Then I looks around...."holy shit Billy Bob, when ya gonna do some house clean'n to this place"?? Yup, you right, I jump right on it. There dirt, dust an' sand all over the place. God only knows where all that stuff come from.

So I cranks up some cajun on the surround sound.....start do'n girlie stuff. Vacuum clean'n, sweep'n the floor an' mop'n. Wash the dashboard so's it look brand spank'n new. Give the couch a good bath too. Did all that between bout a hunnert 15 minute breaks. Now I'm wored slap out an' my back is kill'n me....and I'm only half ways done. "Tomorrow Billy Bob. If'n ya don't touch nuttin, it gonna still be there tomorrow". What ya think? Tomorrow, or keep abus'n this old body of mine?

Cold front on the way. I'm get'n tired of these daa-gum cold fronts. Just when I get all fired up an' excitis bout nice weather, here come another cold front. I rekon I'll know for certain pretty soon if'n I made a good decision or a bad one by not go'n nowheres yet. I don't mind sit'n here at nephew Joseph's El Rancho Abraham, but I would just a soon be somewheres else moan'n an' bitch'n bout the weather. I don't recall another winter like this one has been. Kind of weird if'n I do say so myself. 

 That's it folks. The old Billy Bob has got to take a nap.