Day one of being unemployed. Woke up next to a beautiful woman this morning who quickly kneed me in the thigh as a sign to turn my alarm clock off. 3:45 am, up and at em. Take my daughter to parents for babysitter, check. Running late getting back home, check. Get home take shower in special hunters I scented soap so the deer cant smell me. Put on my hunting clothes and start to walk out the door, when the beautiful woman who kneed me in the thigh informs me that its trash day. To not work up a sweat and save time I take the car to the end of the driveway, roll down the window reach my left arm out and grab the handle, tip the trash can on its wheels and floor it back up the driveway. Rip something in my left shoulder, check. Get hand caught in briars growing beside driveway, check, curse loudly. Gather up all the trash including pizza boxes, spill highly smelly garlic butter out of pizza box onto hunting boots, check. Become instantly enraged, curse even louder. Grab the handle of the trash can to push it to the bottom of the driveway, stick my hand in a cluster of super slimy slugs, roll eyes. Its getting closer to daylight, so I run to the bottom of the driveway, then run back up this working up a sweat, no need to remain scent free now, I already smell like garlic butter. Get in my tree just at daylight, no deer as of yet. Updates to follow.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Oct 2013 12:46:23 +0000
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