You’re always asking what it’s all about but don’t listen to my replies Shawshank, July 4, 2025 Happy 4th of July everyone! It wasn’t a great sleep last night. I was too warm, I couldn’t get comfortable. It was just a really light sleep. I got up many times in the night. It just wasn’t a good night. Podrick didn’t help too much either. He was chasing his tail on top of me this morning. It was a mixed bag of weather here last night. About 5 or 6 thunderstorm warnings, lots of thunder, and a little bit of rain. Then the tornado warnings started. I think we got 3 or 4 warnings over the course of a couple of hours. Spoiler alert: there were no tornados. But there was no major issues at work, except pump one went out last night. No matter what I tried we couldn’t get it back online. So I chalked it up for: that’s a future BossLady problem, and cordoned it off, and went about the evening. One last shift, then a day off. I’m working with GenAlpha tonight. He’s been training on days, so I won’t just be a cashier tonight. He can hop on the register at anytime. W00t! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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