The Boomerang child is once again employed. He starts Monday at an auto dealership, working in the repair bay. I’ve already told him not to let the crazy woman cost him this job like she did his last one. He really liked it, but the bosses got tired of the Not-Wife calling him every day.

He needs to turn his phone off or keep it on mute while working. Unless I expect a call, my phone is rarely off mute. One of the reasons is that I made a mistake giving out my number when I donated to a political candidate. Now I get solicitations from every Tom, Dick, and Mary politician that wants money. Take my word for it — don’t do that.

That’s it for now.

As a bonus a look at the yarn that’s been multiplying under my bed.