Well, I’m in my own self-inflicted misery Shawshank, January 6, 2026 It’s morning again. It always comes so quickly. Podrick was pretty good this morning. Only quietly walking across us. Over and over, and over again. Now, he’s testing our patience, and yelling at us, when we prevent him from getting on the top shelf. He’s not too bad right now. Just sitting and watching us. Crystal says he snuggled her this morning. Work wasn’t too bad last night. Just on the slow side of not steady at all. But we made it through. My co-worker was nervous about closing now that BossLady is back. I told him to just relax. We know what we’re doing. If we miss something, we’ll be told. This is the same co-worker that forgets to lock the front door. We leave the store at the Sam time. I paid attention to what he was doing, we leave the store, and boom, he just walks to his car – he forgot to lock the front door. Dude, don’t forget to lock the door, I say as I walk to my truck. He told me he has to turn around on the highway every night he works to make sure he locked the door. Back to work this afternoon. There’s gonna be three of us tonight. It’s a delivery day. So hopefully, it’ll be busy enough to justify three of the highest paid people working. If it’s dead, I’ll talk to them and maybe leave an hour early. We’ll see. Hopefully, we’ll be busy all night. But first coffee, while the sun comes up. Happy Tuesday, my bitches! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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