Your mother warned you there’d be days like these Shawshank, January 16, 2022 Good morning all you summer children. It’s dark and pretty warmish out there. And the weather has changed again. It’s supposed to be snowing all day. But that’s changed and only a 50% chance of snow tomorrow. We’ll see. It’ll probably change in a few hours. Worked yesterday. I did some inventory stuff when I first got in. Then I received some calls, with people saying that they’d come in. The person that I would’ve preferred to come in and spend money didn’t show up. The crazy person that bought product 2 years ago, came to pick it up. But mostly it was dead. Other than the two that called, no one else did. And no one came in to the showroom. After that, I went up to Shady Acres. Mom texted and asked if I’d get some gas for their snowblower. After that, I grabbed Crystal and we drove to SlightlyBiggerTown for grocery and weed shopping. One the way back we stopped once for her to spin “in a desolate place”. She spun in the middle of the road, and looked amazing as she did that. Made it home, and then snuggled on the couch and watched movies. Today is dinner at Shady Acres. But up on deck, is chore day. I’ll be starting that soon. Happy Sunday everyone! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
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