Hell yeah! Break that shit out and hit the trail for a night! It’s the cheapest and easiest getaway that there is! Do it now, while it’s chilly as hell, and she’s got no choice but to snuggle up with ya to keep toasty! My Girl went catfishing with us for a couple hours, but skipped out on the walleye/musky fishing on the boat tonight… Probably a good call, it was cold as shit! Eyelets freezing up, busting ice out of em every few casts, not a damn thing biting, anyways. Forgot my damn gloves back at the house… Only catch of the night: my buddy literally tail-hooked a crawdad and reeled him in on a damn stickbait!! I had to take a picture, because it was funny as fuck! But I have no damn clue how to post that shit… We stayed at it till a little after 11p, and the cold wind finally won out. 22°F when we winched the boat in and called it a night… But, like I always say: “If ya ain’t out there when the fish ain’t biting, you’re probably not gonna be out there when they are, either.” Hell of a good night. And I did it all sober. Getting ready to wake My Girl up, she’s perfectly peacefully asleep in the recliner in front of the TV, and whisk her sweet ass off to bed. (Probably should wash the bait off first…)

Day eleven in the bag, brother! Get out there and hit the fresh air one of these nights. It’s my biggest escape outside the bedroom these days, and some of my most cherished time. Man, I truly feel like I’m fucking Healing! Didn’t realize how much I needed to throw that fucking bottle down. Keep being good to yourself, man. We’re making it out of this fuckin mess!