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beansideQuiet day yesterday. Work was work. I did a couple of extra markets, since I had already done mine, and spent the rest of the day looking for work to do. We had one of the new people doing the inbox, so I stayed mostly out of it to let her get the experience. I just moved my markets to the proper folders when they came in so I could work them.
Afterward, we went to bed early, and I slept tolerably well, except for Sam coming in to say hello a few times. He got kicked out a couple of times for not settling down, but ended the morning snuggled into my hip. I felt bad having to move him when my alarm went off. I had some wild dreams that I don't really remember anymore, though one was about Supernatural, but like a Monster of the Week version.
It's my Friday, which is good. And my brother in law is being kind enough to run Jess over to pick up Dad's prescription, so that's one less thing to do on Friday. He's a good woobie. He picked up my cough syrup prescription when I had Covid and brought it to our porch, rather than having to wait over the weekend for the pharmacy to deliver. I know it sounds like a minor thing, but it's stuck with me.
Work today should be quiet, unless a project crops up. There's a couple of emails in the inbox that may come my way, so we'll see. I don't really mind the projects-I have a lot of downtime between markets, so it gives me something to do.
Tomorrow, the rain will hopefully wash away some of the snow. No one in my household is really capable of shoveling, so it would be nice if things warmed up a little and cleared out some of the mess.
Afterward, we went to bed early, and I slept tolerably well, except for Sam coming in to say hello a few times. He got kicked out a couple of times for not settling down, but ended the morning snuggled into my hip. I felt bad having to move him when my alarm went off. I had some wild dreams that I don't really remember anymore, though one was about Supernatural, but like a Monster of the Week version.
It's my Friday, which is good. And my brother in law is being kind enough to run Jess over to pick up Dad's prescription, so that's one less thing to do on Friday. He's a good woobie. He picked up my cough syrup prescription when I had Covid and brought it to our porch, rather than having to wait over the weekend for the pharmacy to deliver. I know it sounds like a minor thing, but it's stuck with me.
Work today should be quiet, unless a project crops up. There's a couple of emails in the inbox that may come my way, so we'll see. I don't really mind the projects-I have a lot of downtime between markets, so it gives me something to do.
Tomorrow, the rain will hopefully wash away some of the snow. No one in my household is really capable of shoveling, so it would be nice if things warmed up a little and cleared out some of the mess.
