Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Shawshank, December 4, 2024 Good windy morning everyone. I can hear the wind this morning. It’s gonna be like this all day. And cold. A cold and windy day today. Yay. Yesterday was totally a day at work. At the same time our delivery comes in, half the town suddenly needed to be at the store. And lemme tell you some were needy. Like two people back to back in a line, both didn’t have the money in their account and had to stand there and transfer money. It’s funny both people stood there and transferred the money from one account to another. At the end of the transaction, then they turn around and see the rest of the people in line. Apologies for everyone at that point. Lol But we got through it, but mentally all of our timelines were off by an hour. So we scrambled to catch up, and managed to close the store just in time. It was a pretty good day for sure. After today, it’s all down hill to the weekend. Someone pass the coffee. Daddy needs his go-go juice. Happy Wednesday y’all. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownwindy
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