Y’all, we did it! We’ve made it to Friday! From the weather reports, today and tomorrow will be pretty gloomy. They say there’s a pretty good chance for thunderstorms. That’s totally fine with me, I like the storms. I’m hopeful.
I’ll know in about five hours if Shawshank has left. I know they like to transport detainees in the wee hours of the night. During last week’s false alarm, the C.O. working that night planned to wake him up around 2AM to get underway. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a lunchtime call, and I don’t expect to hear from him until he can buy a phone on the other side of the border.
I finish the workweek with yet another StressedRPh shift. Yesterday didn’t go too badly, although she was annoyed that some things weren’t done the previous night. I never work closing shifts, and as a result, some stuff was missed. None of it was important, it was just her typical stressing over the little shit. Today is a regular shift, and I want to go in, get it done, and leave with a minimal about of bullshit.
Once I leave work, the weekend will start. I want to do a workout and order my dinner. I’ll probably stop at the liquor store and buy a case of beer for the neighbor as payment for a lawn mow until I can find a regular service.
Mostly, I want to stay inside and forget about the world for a little while. I have two more episodes in the first season of Dark, and it’s fun food night, and I’m going to eat my feelings for a little while.
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