Good morning, my friends. With the passing of another Monday, we arrive at yet another Tuesday. I have nothing good to say about Tuesdays.
I expect the day won’t be too bad today. It’s far enough into the month where it shouldn’t be too busy, and that’s always a good thing when you’re short on regular staff. Unfortunately, I don’t know who will be there with me, aside from StressedRPh. Thankfully, DayTech returns on either Wednesday or Thursday, and the regular gang will be together again. There’s still no idea when NewTech will be coming back during the week. At this rate, they may as well fire her now and get me and DayTech into a rotation before the hours go down in a month.
Since it’s Tuesday, I won’t be able to talk to Shawshank tonight. Instead, tonight’s the night I haul all the trash I can find out to the curb. I wish I didn’t have to throw out so much stuff, I’d much rather sell it or donate it. I’m trying very hard to avoid the mindset of “pass it to some other family member” when it comes to things that may have been given to us or we took after someone passed. Most of those things aren’t valuable to anyone. No one needs this type of stuff. I feel like whomever I offer them to would only accept them out of a feeling of guilt. “If I don’t take it, she’ll throw it out, and it’ll be all my fault.”
I really, really wish we could have yard sales again.
So.
No Shawshank tonight, and probably no workout. However, shrimp taco fest, loads of trash, and if there’s enough time, I might be able to transcribe another one of his letters. That’ll be my night.
I have an exciting life. It’s time to go live it.
Have a good one, everyone.
