Thirty Days of Mo(u)rning

Sometimes… I think to myself, “I just don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.”

Widower Notes n Thoughts:

• I was forced to buy the 8 pack of soap. As a widower… even one that cleans himself regularly… it seems a little overkill. (yes, it’s non-hippie soap, but the only kind of non hippie soap Kateri would use… if forced to).

(This is where I was gonna insert the artsy picture of the Lever 2000 eight pack sitting on Juanita… that’s the table’s name… with my cute little rubber duck in the background, but I didn’t know if you get in trouble for doing stuff like that on bloggery things!)