Author: Shawshank

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

Everybody’s working for the weekend

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Home. It’s been a long long long week. Course I say it every week, but this week, I mean it. 4:30 comes wicked early every day.

We were slightly over staffed for the day. 3 people all morning. Thankfully the grocery order was small. We got it done completely in about 15-20 minutes. Then I went for a little shopping trip. The restaurant is still closed, so last night I asked Crystal if she would like Pierogi for dinner, as they’re on sale this week. She said yes, so I grabbed a couple packs of cheap ass bacon as well. Also grabbed some gas.

Home.

I didn’t tell Crystal that I’d be coming home early, so she’s in the middle of her Just Dance playlist. So I’m watching her gyrate and move around the living room. There’s a lot of perfects popping up. She’s really good.

I’m dead tired. I don’t know why. I’m sleeping through the night mostly. The night before last I slept all the way through, and last night I was only up once about 3 or so. So I’m getting sleep. Why isn’t it more restful?

Off to SlightlyBiggerTown tomorrow for groceries, and weed. Then absolutely nothing for the rest of the weekend. Other than chores, and Shady Acres on Sunday.

Monday comes early. 4:30 comes early.

Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in

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It’s bright and sunny outside. With just a slight cool wind. Yep, I’m home from work. It was wicked dead today. Only a couple of customers within the first couple of hours. But whatever, it doesn’t matter because I’m home now. We’re just trying to figure out what to have for dinner.

Pippin was a crazy kitten this morning. If she had to walk anywhere, she ran at full speed all around the flat. She just chased Chaucer off my lap, so she could sit on it.

Nothing much else going on. More rumours about the date night restaurant. They haven’t been open all this week, so I’m thinking, chances are pretty slim that they’ll be open tomorrow. So we’ll head over to the other restaurant in town. And get something to eat. Or maybe I’ll just call them and order a pizza for takeout.

But for now, that’s all folks. Happy Thursday.

But no one needs to know right now

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Hey hey. It’s ya boy, Shawshank here. Just got home from work and Shady Acres. I had to clean the pellet stove for the fam. With that taken care of, a bookcase appeared and I had to haul that upstairs as well.

Crystal texted this morning to say that she wasn’t feeling too well, so before I left I picked up some ginger ale and some Gatorade. I didn’t text to ask what she wanted, and just got something. I poured her a nice glass of ginger ale, and she’s happy now. It doesn’t seem like she’s sick sick. Just ugh. Yanno?

Work was wicked quiet this morning. Do we did some cleaning, and sitting around. It’s nice every once in a while. Then groceries came, so we worked on that until it was time to leave.

I don’t know if Crystal is going to have dinner here. If not, I’ll figure something out for myself. If she is, I’ll figure out something for the both of us.

Yep yep yep.

Life is demanding without understanding

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Hey guys, I’m home. Well I’ve been home for a while. I turned on the game right away. I got some bad news whilst at work from my mom. They got the results of the testing back from all my dad’s problems. He’s been diagnosed with prostate cancer. It’s started to go into the bone.

Sigh.

I’m not going to get into it now, besides that’s all I know. But it sure put a dampener on the rest of the shift. She’s already asked for help, and I’ve told her that she’ll get it. All she has to do is ask, and we’ll be there.

So yeah, it’s a typical Monday Tuesday morning here in TinyTown.

But yeah, I pretty much came home and turned on No Man’s Sky. I’m playing around with Lil Peeper.

Time for Lil Peeper to spread her wings!