I have no plans for the day ahead. I will do what I did yesterday today. Existence keeps decaying.
Last night I watched some television and read late into the night the novel "Shark" by Will Self.
There is nothing pressing on my mind this morning. The same old crap is on my mind.
Last night our daughter-in-law Emily called to tell us she has interview for a job at a hospital in Grand Rapids MI next month and wanted to know if we would baby-sit our granddaughter Josie while she is at the interview (which takes over two days). I have not seen in the flesh our new granddaughter Josephine Joy so it will be nice to have Emily and Josie here for a couple of days next month. Carol was all excited about having Emily and Josie's visit next month. Carol loves being a Grandma/having two granddaughters to mother. Carol plans to fly to Phoenix Arizona to visit Beth, Andy and Louisa in February.
So the morning crawls by on broken legs. I do not know what I will read for morning worship this morning. I should read something uplifting. I need to fed my soul.
I will close to make a pot of oatmeal. It will soon be over so do not flip-out.
I order this morning from Thrill Jockey records this CD coming out in January 2015.