Morning, y’all. It’s a morning. So far, it looks somewhat cloudy. Shawshank said things are slick out there. Either it rained overnight, or the evening’s fog was enough to coat everything in a thin layer of ice. We’ve looked at several different apps and they all say different temps, but the gist is the same. The temps might make it above freezing today, but the forecast calls for a mix of rain and snow regardless.
Yesterday felt pretty long, although I didn’t do a whole lot. Shawshank went to work in the morning, a longer shift because of the closing sale. I streamed on TikTok in the morning/afternoon, and made about $3 in tips, plus a new subscriber. The Saturday crowd is a whole different crowd, without most of the regulars, and I’ve never made much in tips from them. The highlight of the afternoon was gently mommy-domming a chatroom full of watchers under the guise of telling Chaucer he couldn’t have a chicken tender. Trying to take it from my hand was unacceptable, but if he was patient and waited, I might let him have a little bite.
We headed out to Slightly BiggerTown when Shawshank left work. We didn’t go with a list, but we knew what we didn’t need this week. Once we made it through the food, we headed to the pharmacy so I could pick up some things. After one final stop to the dispo, we drove back to TinyTown. We stashed the cold stuff in the right spots, then proceeded to the best restaurant in town for our weekly dinner date.
Aside from laundry and puttering, the rest of the weekend will be uneventful and lazy. I’m going to assume the human form and paint my nails. Later, we’ll have dinner at Shady Acres.
