"Hey Zazzy, you kill me! And I apologize for leaving you hanging sometimes, it's not intentional, but discourteous just the same, so I'm sorry." ~ Ron
Ron, if you're like me, I seem to go more by my whims and the seasons, than the days/nights or, worse yet, the artificiality of the human time-devices, so don't beat yourself up about it, a…
"Hey Zazzy, you kill me! And I apologize for leaving you hanging sometimes, it's not intentional, but discourteous just the same, so I'm sorry." ~ Ron
Ron, if you're like me, I seem to go more by my whims and the seasons, than the days/nights or, worse yet, the artificiality of the human time-devices, so don't beat yourself up about it, at least with me.
Flog yourself, if you must, with someone who may have a harder time understanding that sort of thing and who orient their lives as if they're always going for a critical job interview.
I will be late for my own funeral, or forget about it altogether, but won't aplologize to my maker. If I hear you doing so, I may subtly, briefly wince, but try to pretend I didn't hear that as I while away my time on an extra-fluffy cloud with an angel or two. I may even lean forward and whisper to the angels about you, something like, "He may join us, maybe late, maybe early, or maybe never and that's ok.". The angels will nod in understanding.
"How's the woodworking/carpentry going? Sounds like you're liking it?" ~ Ron
Are you kidding? I'm still purchasing stuff, and learning the whats and whys before possible purchase, on my own leisure (lots of You Tube videos).
They seem a bit cavalier over here, incidentally, about Forstner drill bits, and so I'm waiting for an order to be shipped in. While I have my chisels, drill bits are also where the rubber meets the road.
"Hey Zazzy, you kill me! And I apologize for leaving you hanging sometimes, it's not intentional, but discourteous just the same, so I'm sorry." ~ Ron
Ron, if you're like me, I seem to go more by my whims and the seasons, than the days/nights or, worse yet, the artificiality of the human time-devices, so don't beat yourself up about it, at least with me.
Flog yourself, if you must, with someone who may have a harder time understanding that sort of thing and who orient their lives as if they're always going for a critical job interview.
I will be late for my own funeral, or forget about it altogether, but won't aplologize to my maker. If I hear you doing so, I may subtly, briefly wince, but try to pretend I didn't hear that as I while away my time on an extra-fluffy cloud with an angel or two. I may even lean forward and whisper to the angels about you, something like, "He may join us, maybe late, maybe early, or maybe never and that's ok.". The angels will nod in understanding.
"How's the woodworking/carpentry going? Sounds like you're liking it?" ~ Ron
Are you kidding? I'm still purchasing stuff, and learning the whats and whys before possible purchase, on my own leisure (lots of You Tube videos).
They seem a bit cavalier over here, incidentally, about Forstner drill bits, and so I'm waiting for an order to be shipped in. While I have my chisels, drill bits are also where the rubber meets the road.