Young people they can get away with murder

One. One more shift, and then, boom! A day off. I cannot wait. Yesterday was pretty slow. We got a few things cleaned and some soda put away. But it was mostly, almost totally, very very slow.

But we survived, and made it home unscathed.

Has my life gotten this boring?

Small paragraph about work. Small paragraph about something else, then a snappy goodbye?

Yeeesh.

If that’s my life, that’s ok. I’ll take it. It’s somewhat bright and sunny out there. But this time of year, that means it’s ass munchingly chilly out. Sure, it looks picturesque, but it’s totes not.

And I know we’re 3-4 weeks away from getting snow that’ll stick once it hits the ground. That’s what I’m not looking forward to. I’m not looking forward to the next 6 months of winter.

Anyways, the coffee is hot this morning, and Chaucer is snuggly. I want to snuggle, but I can’t when we’re sitting on the couch. It’s just not comfortable.

Happy Thursday!