Author: Shawshank

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

Two-steppin’ on the table, she don’t need a dance floor

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Good morning my friends! Today’s the day that we go thrifting! Woohoo. I don’t care that it’s snowing a bit out there. The snow will stop and we’ll head out. It’s not bad out there. We’re a hardy people north of the wall.

I believe we’re actually in third winter

I slept like the dead last night. I think I got up around 6ish. I know this because I had to find my mask before I went to bathroom. I did what I needed to do, and bird boxed it back to the bedroom and curled up next to Crystal and fell back asleep.

Yesterday wasn’t too bad. Laundry, and chores dominated the morning. Sloth and relaxing dominated the afternoon. After dinner we watched the third episode of Adolescence, and the 7th episode of Reacher.

So let’s get the day started!

The moon’s awake now, with eyes wide open

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Good sunny morning. The snow is melting, and the sun feels warm on my skin. pippin asked very nicely to have the back door open, so she can sit in a sun beam, so that’s what I did. She’s currently taking in all the sun sitting on a little black table.

Work wasn’t too bad for an all day shift. We got there about a half hour before we opened, and I got the store set up and ready to open. There was the initial OMG they’re open, I can finally get that 20oz coke that just the thought of it has kept me up for the twelve hours that the store wasn’t open. After the initial rush it slowed down again.

That was the day pretty much. By 3 we were already getting started on our closing checklists. By the time we were closed, there was one car that did a pass close to the store. Close enough, that whomever was in the car would see that the sign was off. Then they pulled right up to the door, my coworker went out and said we’re closed.

That’s what I don’t get about the townies. They’re just so used to us being open, they don’t even learn our hours. At least once a shift I’ll tell a regular our hours. Like yesterday a regular came I. Around 5:30, and said what time do you close? Am I that woman? We laughed and said no, we close in a half hour. Aside one month that we were closed on Sundays, it’s been the same hours for at least 2-3 years.

I’m off for the next two days. Today will be the chore day, and tomorrow we’ll go and have some fun. But before the fun there’s some cleaning to do, and of course brunch for lunch. We’ll just have to figure out dinner.

Tomorrow, we’ll head to NextProvinceOver to check out some second hand stores. We’re starting to go a little stir crazy due to the Long Winter. So we’ll head out tomorrow and be tourists for a little while.

You look like an angel, walk like an angel

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All I have to do is survive just one little 10-6 shaft at work. Well technically it’s 9:30-6:15, and then I’ll be on two glorious days off. It’s been a long week, but we’re just about across the finish line.

I can do this.

The alarm clock ripped me out of a quiet slumber this morning. Causing me to get out of a perfectly warm bed, to pull on cold clothes. But I’m slowly warming up, and Pippin is lending her body heat to warm me up too. She’s snuggled in my legs.

Work went a lot better yesterday than Friday. The time was moving at a normal pace, and really before we knew it, it was time to close up and get the heck out of there. It was a little busier than Friday as well, but it was very manageable.

I just can’t wait for 6pm to get here. Chicken fajitas, and the couch is calling me. Plus snuggling with the Beautiful One is always on my list. She’s the greatest.

Viva la Sunday!

God, what have you done?

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Good morning everyone. We’re all awake here. Since we’re all awake, the TV is on, and since it’s the weekend, Dateline is on. It also looks like the wind has finally slowed to livable levels.

It was wicked windy at the top of the hill at work last night. But we managed to live through what was quite possibly the longest shift in the history of the world. Time just didn’t want to move yesterday. We’d have rushed that felt like they lasted a half hour, but when the rush was over, only 10 minutes had passed. Repeat all night.

Back to work this afternoon. And work all day tomorrow. Sundays are easy. One of my coworkers doesn’t like the Sunday hours because he has to do the opening paperwork as well and the closing paperwork all in one day. When I heard that, I was like really dude? Sundays are easy. We open at 10 am. The next thing you know it’s noon, and the next time you look at the clock, it’s 3 and it’s time to start all the closing procedures. I just shake my head. The 10-6 shift is so simple. I just fill out the closing paperwork at the same time as I’m opening.