Well, I'm on the second day of running the duplex by myself. I turned the A/C off yesterday and actually slept pretty well in my bedroom with just a blanket over me.

I got a text from Shelby in Dallas this morning, asking how things were. I wrote back "This is the Pensacola PD, do you know the deceased?"

She laughed, but shortly after I got a text indicating the arrival of todays babysitter was eminent. Thank god.

Soon, a big ol boy came through the side door of the mancave, shook my hand and plopped down into the guest leather chair.

He's a good guy, plays the stock market from his phone, to the tune of $500 to $5,000 profit a day. Hell, I was glad I didn't spend that $20 weekend leftover cash in my pocket, yesterday.

Now he's off to his bank, may be back. I'm sure he's given Shelby an update on my condition by now. Hopefully it was good.

btw: I havn't processed any Blue Angel footage, but here's the mancave: