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Get your booty on the floor tonight

Posted on by Shawshank

Morning everyone.

Podrick was being Podrick this morning, and going where he’s not supposed to be going. I’m not even mad anymore. It’s simply a way of life now.

So we’re up, and everything is picked up. I’ll pack away the clock once I start getting the laundry ready. It’ll go in the closet next to the box of Warhammer figures.

Work was surprisingly light yesterday. There was never a point during the day that we were overwhelmed. We got a lot of product onto the floor, we did some cleaning, and took care of the customers as they came in. It was possibly the easiest Sunday that I’ve worked in a very long time.

Still no tracking update on the Christmas package. It’s supposed to be delivered today, but who knows. Hopefully, it’ll get delivered so I can give Crystal her presents.

Laundry day today. Work tomorrow. Let’s just concentrate on today.

You my lil’ suga, I’m yo’ little chulo

Posted on by Shawshank

One day, Podrick will let me sleep in, like he used too. He got two good morning from me with full body and face pets, which he loved, then he did what he did to get booted out of the bedroom.

So we’re all awake now. Both have been fed, and The Beautiful One and I have coffee. I slept like the dead, but I think about half hour to 45 minutes more would have been very beneficial. But there we are, awake, and watching Dateline, until I find something better to watch.

Work wasn’t too bad. It was busy enough to keep us from sitting around. And it made the time pass relatively quickly. Before I knew it, it was time to get the hell out of there. So I came back to the Flat, and cooked lunch. I watched Crystal play Skyrim for a while then I put on Friday’s Smackdown. After that, we made dinner – nachos, fuckin yum!

We watched the NXT PLE – Halloween Havoc. They put on a really good show. We were both Sports Entertained. Except Ricky Saints. He’s a bag of douche. But that’s beside the point. Was a great show.

Chores soon. Shady Acres to surprise my mom with her birthday present a couple of days early, but I’m working on her birthday. So to day it is!

Ain’t got no picture postcards, ain’t got no souvenirs – my baby, she don’t know me when I’m thinking bout those years

Posted on by Shawshank

Good morning. Er, afternoon. I’ve been up since 4:57, three minutes before my alarm went off. I don’t know why my body and mind don’t trust the alarm clock that I’ve had work flawlessly for 5 years. I’m either up a couple of hours early and sleep lightly, up minutes before, or the alarm clock scares the hell out of me when it goes off.

Weird.

Anyways, I had to open the shop this morning. As I’m getting the paperwork done and counting the cash, car pulls up, and the driver comes to the door. Pulls on it, and stares inside. I quietly knock on the window and point to the sign. He looks at it, and looks at me, confused. I open the door and say we don’t open for a half hour. He asks if he can pay at the pump. I shake my head and say no. He stares at me. I say we open in a half hour, smile, close, and lock the door. He sat in the parking lot until we were open.

Back home now. Pork bites in the oven, and wrestling to watch when Crystal is done kicking ass in Skyrim. It’s gonna be a relaxing do nothing day. Tomorrow; chores, and probably climbing up on a roof to clean the stove pipe.

And we’ll celebrate my mother’s birthday tomorrow!

It’s a thief in the night to come and grab you

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It’s been a day already. I’m 100% sure Podrick is truly testing me on if I need actual sleep headphones to block him out as much as possible. He was going at it last night, and again this morning. I picked up Pippin’s bed twice, the same with the toilet paper.

Other than a cough, Podrick is pretty much back to normal. 7 days of pent up energy is bubbling over the last day or two. And he eats like a wildebeest. I don’t think I’ve ever had a cat so food motivated before. That’s a good and a bad thing. He’s currently locked in the bedroom, because he has a good 7-8 pounds on Pippin, and he loves to tackle her.

It’s chore day here. After brunch I’ll throw some clothes on and deliver some dishes to my parents, along with their mail, and the town newsletter. Mom said she’s doing a lot better, but my dad, s a pretty pretty princess that just sits there sick. I’m sure he’s getting better too

But it’s also chore day here, so in a couple of hours I’ll be starting the laundry. It’ll be a nice relaxing day here. Which is what we both need. Happy Monday!

Just try your best try everything you can

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Good morning my friends. I had an ok sleep. The bed was the most perfect temperature. I only had to get up once in the night. Twice, if you count me kicking the kitten out of the bedroom. and we’ve awoken to a gray morning. I think there may be a chance for rain possibly today.

Thankfully it’s not calling for rain today, since we’re heading to SlightlyBiggerTown for some much needed supplies in a couple of hours. So it’ll be a nice drive there, and back. And just think, we’ll be coming back with Subway for lunch. We really just have to remember to find a good snack for dinner, that way we’re not having two large meals.

I don’t even really want to talk about work yesterday so I really won’t. It was terrible. And sucked majorly. So with that said, I don’t need to say anything else on the subject, so here’s a picture of Podrick requesting to be drawn like a French girl.