At night we’re painting your trash gold, while you sleep Shawshank, July 16, 2024 I was in a great mood until I got to work. BossLady is going through some stuff, and spoke exactly 4 words to me all shift. She’s not mad at me, thankfully. But when no words are spoken, it really makes you feel like you’re not wanted there. This, I’m in a shitty mood now. I slept, less than ok last night. I was too warm, then too cold. Then my mask came off, so I had to put that back on. Crystal thinks that I birdbox my way to the bathroom in the night. I don’t think I got out of bed at all. And when the alarm goes off, I get up, and take off the mask. So, yeah. That’s about it on today’s front. I’m not even tired, but maybe if I nap, I’ll wake up in a better mood. Who knows. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownup early
Life Men’s shirts, short skirts – oh oh oh really go wild December 3, 2020 Good morning my friends. It’s almost the end of the week. Today will be a long day. We’re open until 8. It’s a community “shop til you drop til 8”. Which I probably would have worked, if my tapped in the head coworker didn’t quit via text message yesterday 10… Read More
Life You got me stuck on the thought of you March 13, 2024 Good morning afternoon everyone. Yep, I’m home from work. I’m tired. Not as tired as Crystal, mind you. But tired nonetheless. I think I got up around 2 or 3, to go to the bathroom. I navigate at night using my spidey sense, and not my eyes. After I was… Read More
Life I want you smothered, want you covered – like my Waffle House hash browns April 14, 2024 Good Sunday morning people. It’s bright, and very very sunny outside this morning, and Pippin is already looking out the back door. The coffee has been brewed. And chore day has officially started. The cats litter box has already been cleaned out for the kids. Chaucer prefers that the box… Read More