Tired is As Tired Does

And the title should explain it all! Wow, was I ever so tired.

Things that transpire post adventures are all but forgotten until – until – until I have to do them. Tedious chores such as washing the truck, cleaning the bike, unpacking, and cleaning the fishing gear. Usually I run the truck through a car wash at the local gas station because it has a brushless system. After the truck repair – no car wash for awhile – not good for the new paint. I must mention that the bike was unfortunatley parked under a pecan tree. Pecan trees leave lots of sticky yucky goo all over. And the sticky yucky stuff is still there. Lazy.

So here I am a week later and still tired. Last Friday I rode to Redding and then back to Anderson. Saturday climbed way too many steps touring Shasta Caverns. Spent all day Sunday on Lake Shasta Bass fishing. Rode around and back to Sacramento on Monday. My friends decided that all day Tuesday and into Wednesday night we just HAD to go fishing.

Thursday I washed the truck inside and out and repaired the missing and torn up carpet in the campershell that Annie decided served no purpose other than to vent her frustration on a few months back.

Friday I decided to sleep the day away. I enjoyed it so much – I decided to repeat my couch potato role again on Saturday.

Now if I could only figure out why my computer refused to come out of sleep mode? ๐Ÿ™‚