Zip It Up and Zip It Out

Sunday night I woke up in a pool of sweat. My body got trapped in blankets like saran wrap. The cause could be the copious amounts of alcohol consumed Saturday. At 2am, I’m not in the mood to address the situation, so I sleep through it. This triggered washing the sheets yesterday because I couldn’t live with sleeping on my sweat. I read that you’re supposed to wash your bathroom mat every 4-8 weeks. What year is this?

I like my life organized and clean. It doesn’t have to be OCD perfect. It does bother me if my sheets are sweaty, but not if there is water bottle on the counter. Dishes in the sink are a no-no. Counter tops should be clean. Bathroom, clean. Bathroom wall & mirror? Let’s not go too far. If I see a restaurant and it’s not clean, you can be sure there are other parts that aren’t clean.

This is some back story to help my life. When I wake up today at 5:30am, even though my alarm is set for 6:20, that’s annoying. This is pure conditioning. I finally got some PTO from my asshole boss and I can’t even enjoy it because I have meet up with another contractor who is probably going to stiff me today at 9am this morning. So I’m up and atom, listening to music, and writing a blog post. I have another one in the pipeline about universities that I’m sure will be read by no one.

The biggest issues in my life are zippers. They are made to fail. I understand the lunch meat one, it’s a one off, disposable bag, but breaking while I move it can’t be good. The other one is a pillow (I had to wash that cover too) and that got jammed. The options are rip it and break it, or live with it. This also happens to the seal in peanut M&M’s.

Combine this with the lousy dish scrubber that I promise leaks out through the sponge in order to run the dish soap to nothing. It does it with such little drips at a time that you can’t quantify that it’s doing it so easily. It feels like a conspiracy to me between Dawn and Scotch Brite. Definitely in cahoots.

I’m back to betting golf with an unsuccessful week last week but ready to rock this week. CK4 made me thousands of dollars with RKLB so let’s give him a pat on the back. Of course I haven’t sold yet, so probably egg on my head. I’m playing some golf over the next few days on some nice courses, so I’ll hopefully put a nice round together one of the times. I’d like to think I can break 80 some time this year but I’m running out of time. The putter was good for a few rounds but was back to the shit stick that it normally is. I’ve also been battling a spring up injury to my groin which has prevented me from exercising that last few days. The more bothersome part of this is feeling my body physically move out of shape. That’s what 15 beers and no exercise does. Fortunately, the pain is mostly gone. The older you get, the more you have to be aware of not pushing past, well, anything, as you’ll get hurt undoubtedly. I tried to make this post more life topical and easy to read so Jordan can say, “I liked that post.”