Oh, get down, turn around, go to town, boot scootin’ boogie

Podrick lumbered across my legs 3 or four times this morning. It’s like he’s 4x4ing across the bed. I know he doesn’t mean to hurt but, yo, he does. It’s like a shiatsu massage gone wild.

The mid shift wasn’t too bad yesterday. I’m a little sore, I spent the first 2.5 hours on my hands and knees cleaning the corners of the store. Where the mop can’t get to. I had a little scrubby brush, and I went to town. Course the floors are so terrible, you can’t tell the difference, but I had something to do for a solid couple hours. That’s a good thing.

I didn’t do too much when I got home. I had to soak my clothes in a mixture of vinegar, and water. I got covered in gas yesterday morning. We almost got all the gas smell out of the clothes. So I’ll wear them for the rest of the week. I should be able to work the smell out of them.

Back to work this afternoon. Back to the normal schedule again until the next change. I don’t mind randomly different shifts. It keeps you on your toes. So does coffee.

I’m gonna go and drink some. Happy checks date, Tuesday everyone!