Times get harder give me a fire starter, drench myself up in holy water

We’re up again. It’s a new day. Podrick likes to use the bed as a jungle gym, and bound overtop of me, and probably Crystal as well, but I can only talk about me. After 4 or 5 times of him bounding and climbing over me, I mumbled, asking what time it is. When told, I rolled out of bed, and fumbled in the dark to get dressed.

The kitties are up as well. They been fed. Podrick’s gone back to his bowl 4 times already. Pippin enjoys her private dining in the bedroom. I have to remember to wash Pippin’s bed when I do the laundry. Yes, I did the laundry like 4 days ago, but the week between Christmas and New Years, is a crazy animal. I believe that everyone should all just have the week off.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. I spoke of it yesterday when I got home. We worked out asses off to get the store your a good standard. Yes, I know if we just would’ve kept it to a high standard when the BossLady went on leave we wouldn’t have to work as hard. Yes. I agree. But I work with millennials, and Gen Alpha. They don’t move unless motivated. Now with a day left before the boss returns, they’re motivated.

Chores today. Not too much. Just laundry and some light cleaning. Podrick is tearing around chasing Pippin around. In a little while, they’ll have piles of clothes to block there clear running.

Laundry will start with the rising of the sun. Until then, coffee and murders.