Less than a week ago I was wearing long underwear, two pairs of socks, and ≥3 layers on top; today—t-shirt, jeans, no socks. Awesome.
I got some supplies for screenprinting like squeegees, hinge clamps, and turquoise ink. I'm thinking about turning my cheap Ikea dining table into a printing station. Or maybe just use a big piece of plywood to make it semi-portable?
Anyway, really looking forward to moving to Kansas City. Not looking forward to leaving this weather, the view of the mountains, or my sister. But otherwise, ready to do something new. I feel like I am just floating here, like a waste of space.
OK, leaving on this note (no pun intended). I love my dad for a lot of reasons, but a big one is his quintessential dad-like sense of humor.
2 comments:
I'm so glad you understand the concept of dad-joke humor. My dad doesn't.
It is truly something that only a dad can have, but no dad can understand.
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