Blessedly far away

I’m home, and at least 150 miles away from all kin except my own family, and none too soon.  Still feel dyspeptic, tired, and out of sorts, though.  I think I might go to bed sorta early, not only because of that, but because I left the furnace turned off by mistake and came home to find thermometers inside the house reading 58°.

About Marchbanks

I'm an elderly tech analyst, living in Texas but not of it, a cantankerous and venerable curmudgeon. I'm yer SOB grandpa who has NO time for snot-nosed, bad-mannered twerps.
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