Good morning. It’s Sunday, the final day of my 3-day weekend. Mal is determined to be in my lap, but doesn’t want to actually lay down, only stand in my lap and meow at me. I did most of the chores yesterday since there’s a showing this afternoon. There’s not a lot to do anymore,…
Friday was good. I talked to my mother in the morning. She interrupted me while I was arranging my Christmas cards around my anti-Christmas tree. All of her in-laws in Florida turned up positive for Covid last week, so Christmas dinner was cancelled. In a way, I feel bad for her. She worked in healthcare…
Happy Friday. Yesterday was a steady shift. The store manager ordered pizza and asked what StressedRPh and I liked. She said nothing with mushrooms. Managerman cracked a joke about someone who used to work with us who only ate plain cheese pizza, but now they could order veggies as toppings because she’d retired. I told…