I can’t get used to living without living without living without you

Good Thursday morning everyone. It’s almost the end of the week, and it can’t come soon enough. It didn’t snow last night, thankfully. But it is chilly out there, with some wind. I can hear the town clearing the roads again. The piles of snow around town have grown since I last drove around town.

I slept like the dead last night. Closer to when the alarm was supposed to go off, I think I was a little tossy turny. Only because I was just a little warm, and I was having trouble breathing through my nose. But I dealt with it, and managed to doze until the alarm went off.

Nothing much going on today. As if you needed to know why I’m posting so early in the day, well, I’m on a closing shift today. So when I usually post these days, I’ll be working, so I figure that I’ll post now, like in the old times. Feels weird.

Ok? Time to refill the ol coffee cup, and start the day. Happy Thursday y’all!

Everything is bleak it’s the middle of the night

You see that picture? That’s karma. That’s a new employee. 2nd day. Idiot. I’m not fond of them. But that’s besides the point. Earlier, before this, they told me that there’s a customer outside that needs help. Mind you it’s snowing, and a little windy. I’ve been outside on and off for about 7 hours at this point, and they’ve helped one customer.

“Shawshank, there’s a customer outside, they need some help.”

Ok, what’s the problem? Go out and help them.”

“But I’m cooold.”

I went out and help the customer, came back in, and told BossLady. She’s not impressed.

So later on, I’m outside again (because I said that I’d stay an extra two hours to cover a call out – due to the shitty weather, helping a customer, the co-worker gets in her car, cranks some sort of rap or something, and the next thing I see is their car in the ditch.

Just deserts 🙂

Then shortly before it’s time to go, I’m outside helping a customer again, I see my mom drive by. I wave, she honks the horn. I think nothing of it. I’m driving home, and I see a bright blue tractor pulling out a silver truck that looks like my mom’s. I drive to a place that I can pull over and wait. Then I think that that couldn’t be my mom’s truck. So I drive past Shady Acres, and she’s not home yet. Oh shit.

I drive out back onto the highway, where she passes me. I turn around and follow her back to Shady Acres to see if she’s ok. I carry her groceries in. And thankfully, she’s ok and the truck is ok.

This snow can stop anytime. I have to shovel soon. But probably tomorrow. I worked a 10 hour shift today. I’m tired.

Six o’clock on Friday evening momma doesn’t know she’s leaving

Ugh, back to work today. 4:30 came very early, but you know what came even earlier? Motherfucking 4:25. Yep, I stared at the clock until the alarm went off, and then my day started.

Make coffee.

Get dressed.

Feed the cats.

Open curtains.

Thankfully, it didn’t snow last night. We are however, awaiting the next snow fall. It should happen sometime tomorrow. It’s only a couple of inches. So that shouldn’t be too had. I mean, we survived 16” inches.

Mostly survived.

The parking lot isn’t cleaned yet. So I have to park on the road like some kind of homeless person.