Two turtle-doves Shawshank, December 2, 2023 Good morning my fritends. Good morning from a normal time! It’s the weekend, and I really shouldn’t be getting used to the weekends anymore. Soon, I’ll be in “general population”, and I’ll be scheduled all over the place. But for this weekend, at least, it’s normal. Later on in the morning, I’ll be slowly finishing my transition to small town living. I’ll be doing my shopping in town today. Yep, I don’t feel like driving 30 minutes to grocery shop in SlightlyBiggerTown, so I’ll do it here. Whatever the little grocery store doesn’t have, I’ll check the gas station/convenience store. Don’t worry my friends, we’ll have enough food. Yesterday wasn’t too bad. I’m getting used to all the cobbled together computer systems. It’s also be a heck of a long time since I had to be on my feet the whole day. The first three days was really hard on my back, but Thursday and Friday was too bad. Next week I have a week of closing shifts. But today, it’s some grocery shopping and maybe breakfast for dinner. I don’t know yet. We’ll figure it out. But before all that can happen, it’s coffee time. We’ll wait for the sun to come up and then we’ll figure out the day. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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