Singin’ songs about the Southland

Good Monday morning. Podrick has been an asshole to Crystal for at least 3 hours already this morning. So much so, she actually got out of bed early this morning because Podrick would stop chasing his tail on top of me. He’s currently running around like an idiot, but he’s slowing down.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. Some slow times, but we were mostly busy for the whole day. It was steady, but steady enough to just keep the two of us busy, and not running around ripping our hair out. I was asked if we carried battery terminals and a few hours later we were asked if we carried diaper cream. That’s the fun of being the only business open on Sunday.

Back to work today. Thankfully there’s a day off on the horizon – Wednesday. That’s a good thing for sure. I’m starting to run out of socks and underwear. so I’ll be doing lots of laundry on Wednesday morning.

As you can see, the little fucking tornado can make it up on to the counters. There’s very few places that he can’t get to now. He seems to really like soda caps, so I found as many as I could at work, and brought them home for him.