Author: Shawshank

I’m just a 40-something bearded guy trying to get a fresh start.

My tight dress and red lips, I know you want it, I’m just living that life

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Here I am, I didn’t forget about you, dear readers. I had to be up at the ass-crack of dawn. Before dawn. I was at work when dawn began to break.

It was a rare 5:30-1:30 shift for yours truly. Thankfully I didn’t have to be outside for long, because our part timer who only goes to do gas had to be out in the cold.

I took a chance and wore my steel toed Docs to work. I was worried that my feet would be killing me after 8 hours, but my feet feel fine after.

We’re expecting more snow this weekend. It’s my first week of being the “night manager”, so I was asking BossLady all sorts of questions regarding the snow. It’s business as usual. That’s all I needed to know.

But none of that matters right now. It’s for future Shawshank. Right now I have Chaucer on my lap, and I’m home relaxing. Seems like a good Thursday to me.

I don’t have a plan I’m tryna compliment you

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Good morning, from a snowy, very windy , TinyTown. Wow that was a lot of commas. I probably didn’t use them right. I don’t think I ever use them correctly.

The great one let me sleep in a little longer this morning, and for that I thank her. I shall feed her a great meal of tacos this evening.

But yea it had snowed on Saturday, and it continued yesterday with a couple of inches. I think it snowed a little over night. Then the wind picked up. Looking at the weather app, it seems we’ll be getting more snow this weekend.

But right now, it’s warm in here and the cats are acting weird. Chaucer just plopped down on my lap. I have the beautiful one next to me. All is right in my world right now.

Except my cup is almost empty.

It’s Wednesday, have a good one, my dudes.

666 with a princess streak

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Yep, it’s snowing.

I was up at 4:30 this morning. BossLady asked me to be on call in case she wasn’t able to get out of her property. I texted her shortly after I woke up saying that there was no snow in town. She thanked me and told me to back to sleep.

Let’s just say I went back to bed. I tossed and turned and fell asleep just very lightly between 5:30 and 6 when the alarm went off. I think I got maybe a total of 4 hours of sleep.

I’m gonna try and make it to bed time.

Fingers crossed.

So I get into work at 8 and make myself a coffee. It’s slow at work. I’m really not used to working during the day. I mused that I miss the night shift.

But the came to an end the second shift arrived and I stayed until 3:30. There wasn’t enough for three people to do so I left. I’m on the couch now, with a very happy Chaucer curled up on my lap.

Crystal is playing her game. It’s a fun game I really just can get used to the screen angle, and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have the attention span for the 30 minute+ fights as well.

Poutine for dinner tonight. Yum!

The beat goes on and on and on and on and Boom clap, you make me feel good

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A sound rang out in the middle of the night – a spoon falling into the sink.

I wonder which cat was on the counter?

I know that it’s not Chaucer.

I was told to go back to sleep. So sleep I did. I really didn’t want to get up this morning, as the bed was the perfect temperature, and I didn’t want to go out in the cold, cruel world.

But here we are, I can hear the tiny one digging in the littler box, and Chaucer is laying on my lap, keeping me warm.

Back to work this afternoon. A coworkers grandmother passed away late last week, and the funeral is today, so BossLady had to quickly change the schedule around. If it was the old schedule, I’d have already been at work for about 2.5 hours already.

I prefer the closing shifts.

Back to work. Coffee first.