Knocking me out with those American thighs Shawshank, June 7, 2024 Good morning, my friends. It’s finally Friyay. It’s been a heck of a long week. So we’re just about to the end. And guess what? As of right now, it’s not windy out! It’s been just about a whole week of pure wind. Anyways… Yeppers, it’s Friyay. And I can’t wait until I can walk out of work this afternoon. Like I said, for some reason, it’s felt like two weeks in one. The days at work, have been going by slowly. Especially yesterday. The day just dragged and dragged. Tomorrow, we’ll be popping over to the other SlightlyBiggerTown just for something to do. Crystal can go to the second hand store, I’ll be heading to the cell phone place. But then we’ll pop over to the general store, and possibly grab some lunch before coming home to prep for the year sale next Saturday. I was up a little early, because Chaucer wanted to sing the song of his people. Then I had to pee. Then my mind asked me if I reset my alarm clock. I told myself it didn’t matter if the alarm went off at 6 or 7. I’d still make it to work. 7 would just mean that I have to move a little faster in the morning. I fell back asleep. I had reset the alarm. I hope y’all have a great Friday, and that your work day goes quickly. Come on weekend! Life blogbloggercoffeeFriyayjournalmorningsTinyTown
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