Right now the builders are here tearing out our old kitchen. Carol has come home from work and gone to bed for the day.
I was up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. I got up to face the day with saving grace beating in my heart. I ate two plastic waffles for breakfast. I washed down the waffles with old coffee made last night.
I messed with our main computer and then I wrote in my paper diary. The builders showed up around 8:15 AM this morning to start remodeling our kitchen.
I made a fresh pot of coffee and have been reading for morning devotions the book, "The Day The Revolution Began: Reconsidering the Meaning of Jesus's Crucifixion" by N.T. Wright.
So the morning flows by.
Last night I made a BookTube video and read some more of the novel, "The Castaway Lounge" by Jon Boilard. I read also yesterday the book, "The Village: A History Of Greenwich Village" 400 Years Of Beats And Bohemians, Radicals And Rogues by John Strausbaugh.
Well I will close to face the wreckage.