We all know 2020 sucked. No one had a good year. A global pandemic and deportation? How much bullshit does the universe need to throw at me? But I came out of it. I survived 315 days (and counting) on my own. I haven’t let the bills fall behind. Nor have I starved the cats.…
It’s yet another Monday. Unfortunately, it’s probably going to suck. The pharmacy was closed on Friday for Christmas, which means there was probably extra workload on Saturday. I wasn’t called in to cover a shift, which means NewTech was on and probably barely working. Then, we were closed yesterday. The work will have piled up…
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,…