Oh Brother….


Man-with-Shotgun

 

My brother (not pictured above) and his girlfriend watched a bunch of zombie movies yesterday and come around midnight, when they were outside having a smoke, they hear something “suspicious” in the backyard.

Next thing I see is my brother grabbing his shotgun and flashlight.

Me – “What are you doing?”

Bro – “There’s something outside.”

Me – “There’s nothing outside.  You’re just scared from those horror movies you watched all day.”

Bro – “Me and Michelle both heard it.  And we seen a shadow move.”

He snuck out the back door and circled the house with his flashlight and shotgun.  I don’t know why he didn’t just turn the outside lights on to see.  If he didn’t turn them on for fear of scaring off the intruder before he got the chance to capture them, than that defeats the purpose of the flashlight, yes?

My Aunt laughs a little and spies on him from the window.

Aunt – “What’s he doing?”

Me –  “Being stoned.  He’s probably a little high, that’s all.”

I’m almost positive he was high and freaked out.  Not a good combination while holding a shotgun outside a home that contains everyone he loves (minus my niece).  In a completely safe town, with friendly neighbors, and the police station and firehouse two minutes away.  He was guarding our house with a SHOTGUN at midnight quaking in his boots from horror movies eked out on drug induced paranoia.  

I found this to be hilarious.  They’re doing it again, watching The Walking Dead in the next room.  I’m watching Once Upon a Time.

I had to upgrade my Netflix account so that 3 people can watch movies at the same time on different devices.  My brother, my niece, and me – all one big happy family watching Netflix not together.

I unpacked my bag from Ecuador yesterday (a month after returning home).  Work has slowed down a bit and I gave my employee’s more hours.  We’re up to 92 members and I was able to relax yesterday and today while my employee’s worked for me.

A steady stream of blog posts are ebbing closer and closer.  It’s only a matter of months now.  A few more months until I’ll never have to work again.

Shit, can you imagine?  My dreams can actually happen!

I don’t like massaging people.  I like massaging friends, sure, but not as a job.  I don’t like massaging strangers.  But I LOVE the business side of things.  I love managing and seeing things grow.  Nothing excites me as much as filling out my accounting chart and watching my therapists getting booked with repeat clients.

I was meant to be a business owner, not a massage therapist.  And oh the plans I have…..

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