Vento Deluxo

Time to try the whole using-your-blog-as-a-vent thing. I am quite tired - in every way. My sleep schedule has been...spiradic. Getting up at 7:00 is not what Charlies do best, add to that some late nights and days of constant working and we have "one hungry king of the world" (name the movie). I am also coaching volleyball at Taylor again this year, but this time I am coaching both men's and women's teams. I do have two assisstants, but it will still be quite taxing. We started practices this week, thus adding physical exhaustion to my list of tiredities. I had forgotten how hard v-ball is on your quads, but they "taste like burning" (name the movie...aha, trick question!) and I'm the one who gets to make everyone else work.

Tuesday was supposed to be my day off, but turned into non-stop fun for the whole family. One of the fine employees of Dabar, who shall remain Sam, needed me to rescue him from his morning shift, so off I go at 7:00 (it's early for me ok! Back off!) coming home only to clean the gutters and then skip off to volleyball practice and the fiery quads of the hurting and the flaven! But there is the promise of a case of beer from said Sam.

I declare this venting to be good. In fact, I will no longer include philosophical mumbo-jumbo or anything of value in these posts; only good old venting, yay! Actually things are quite well other than the tiretudinocity.