Ah, time for my Sunday night reflections on the weekend that passed way to quickly.

My leather couch and love seat sold for $830.  About 1/3 of what I paid for them, but no complaints.  Daughter-in-law informs me that the guy who bought them intends to sleep on the couch.  It is in fact big and comfortable.  And great for sleeping.

See what I mean?

Anyway, the reason the guy needs to sleep on a couch is that his wife of 28 years left him and now he can’t bear to sleep in their bedroom.  I feel for the guy.  Hope the couch is luckier for him than it was for me.

The big yard sale is next weekend where the remnants of my shattered life will be sold off piece by piece.  I’ll be glad when it is over.  I looked at pictures of my house and stuff tonight and it jut makes me sick to think about it.  Ah well, what’s done is done.

Friday was sort of the usual.  Started at Shenanigans where I ran into Mark, a contractor on base and more importantly, a reader of my blog.  It was good catching up with him again. Left Shenanigans and enjoyed a Thai massage.  I guess I’m a regular now (about once a month) and the masseuse was comfortable enough to sing to me in Thai while she went about her work.  It was quite lovely actually..

I left relaxed and thought about checking out some new bars. Went to King Pub which I had been led to believe is where the Filipinos hang out.  The staff was all white women (Russians?) and the customers were all Korean.  One drink and out of there.  Then I started climbing the stairs to Lollipop.  But the rainbow flag on the wall made me think it was a gay bar.  Nothing wrong with that, it’s just not the way I roll.  Yet.  So I played it safe and went to East-West, the rock-n-roll version Grand Ole Opry.  In fact, it is right upstairs from the Opry.  Ran into a couple of folks I know and was made to feel right at home.  So it was a good time.  Or as good as it gets for me anyway.

(To be continued, I’m tired)