Nothing from Hubby, though, since he said he was coming back. Not an e-mail or phone call. He must be running around crazy too, I guess! No rest for the wicked, let me tell you that. And the flight he has to take--I swear, everyone thinks the private contractors have it made, but I'm here to tell you that they do not. I believe it's literally 24 hours travel time. And that's with no problems.
That damned coyote came back again today. This time, I thought I'd take action. At first, I thought I'd shoot it, but then I wouldn't know what to do with the body of it, it's so damned big. I suppose Bill could come over and take care of it. Then I thought about Animal Control, but who am I kidding, they don't help nobody. So, I just closed the door again and it just looked at me. I thought about throwing a rock, but with the kids and all....
Countdown! Say a ton of prayers that I get everything done...
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