Out of nowhere this morning, Mr. Six popped into my mind.

In completely unrelated news, I took the kids to school this morning. It was kinda nice watching everyone get ready, gather, then load up. I took everyone since I had to take Nivea to the high school for her to do her teacher shadowing thing. Even more awesome is the fact that I was scheduled in an hour later this morning, so I was able to come back home. I’m now sitting here in the kitchen waiting for Ashlee to arrive from work.

I did a silly thing last night. After the youngest went to bed I left Nivea to watch over things while I made a trip to work to surprise Ashlee with some late Mother’s Day flowers. She said she was just a little embarrassed to have me pop in and interrupt the meeting. I think it was worth it. Still kinda silly, though.

I’m in a little bit of a better mood this morning. I still don’t wanna go to work, as I still see way too many things that I could be doing around the house.

I think I hear an Ashlee car’s speakers bumping outside, so I guess I’ll end this here. Maybe I’ll write a bit more tonight.

[Diarium] Sunday, May 10, 2026

🗓️ Sunday, May 10, 2026 08:44
🌘 Waning crescent

This sucks.

I don’t have time to write anything, really.

We got home later than I’d wanted, which meant I kinda jumped right into making love to Ashlee, which kept us from going to sleep until even later, so I slept through several alarms this morning.

I had to leave sooner than I would’ve wanted because I had to stop for gas and cigarettes.

I really haven’t had much time to work out any of my thoughts because of the losses of time.

I really don’t want to be here (work).

I don’t know. Like I said, I don’t have any time to get into anything right now.

And it’s depressing.

I wanna go home.

Where I’ve been attempting to get back into a regular habit of journaling, I thought of a method I had been using once upon a time, and decided to see if it still worked. It didn’t. What I was attempting to do was use a little quick script I put together that opened up nano with a little template, pushed the entry to WP, and saved the entry as a .gmi file for the gemini server. After a night of sleeping on it, I finally figured out that my failure was that I had changed my php version at some point for some other random messing around and forgotten to switch back, thus causing the wp-cli to fail. I’ve got things back into a working state, but now I’m catching complaints from a WP plugin that hasn’t been updated in a while. I wish I knew more that the little bit of tinkering I’ve stumbled through and taught myself; it would be nice to have all these things working and running smoothly.

Ashlee is grabbing a shower before we head out to get the big kid from college.

The dog is barking her head off because some other dog went down the road.

I’m hoping that I’ll have time to do yard work and stuff this afternoon and evening.

I wonder if there’s a plugin of some kind, or if there’s a bit of code I can change to automatically set some sort of title for posts for when I’m too lazy to come up with a title.

Not a whole lot of time available to waste on journaling this morning. Shortly before loading the kids on the bus I remembered that I have an appointment for tires at work, so I need to leave a few minutes earlier than normal in order to check Ashlee’s truck in at the ACC; and I need to take a few minutes extra before leaving to clean up the floor. Sure, the techs are probably used to seeing messes in the floors of cars, but we are talking about coworkers–even though we don’t work in the same departments. I really don’t want the chance of someone commenting on the condition of the thing’s interior at work.

Last night would’ve been a decent night to do some work on the fence, but I arrived home tired and late. There’s always tonight, I suppose. Not getting to it is driving me crazy. Maybe I’ll get lucky and I’ll be cut loose early because the store is over budget on hours this week.

My back is killing me. Okay, it’s not that terrible–I’ve felt much worse pain–but still, it’s an annoyance. Not really my back, so much as my left hip. It’ll work out after I really get moving. Pretty sure it’s just my body complaining about a worn out bed.

I was going to make a colorful comment about worn out beds and noise complaints, but changed my mind.

I guess it’s time for me to get my butt in gear and go clean the truck, then head to work.