It'll be a Good Day

New living room furniture was supposed to be delivered between 9:30 and 1:30. 8:30 my doorbell rings. I almost answered the door in my underwear. Cleaning lady showed up at 9:00 - to clean before the furniture came - so I had to help a bit with new curtains and shit. First beer opened at 9:30. I fully expect to not remember anything from today. Especially after not drinking till 11:00 last night, closing the bar, and waking up still loaded.