And this thing is off. I’m going to cut off this T-Shirt, it was on it’s way to the rag bin, so I’ll get it there a little faster.
Tomorrow I’m wearing a head scarf and a button down shirt… the head scarf to cover this hair and the shirt for ease of access into something work acceptable. Don’t think I didn’t consider wearing this T-Shirt to work with holes and all. But, I don’t think that would go over well. I’m already under a microscope with my salary and my "numbers" aren’t up to snuff. Ah well… that’s the way it always is, they never consider the other things that go on in a day. It’s aggravating, but something that happens.
Right now my head is itching and burning a little. I’m trying to ignore it. I mean, it’s almost over with, so why start complaining now. I think I’ve done a good job of not showing my aggravation to papa. That’s something. Usually I’m really good at making my unhappiness well known.
Here’s a radar photo of Ike as the eye wall hit Galveston.
— Fizz —