Happy Tuesday. It’s pay day, which means I’m broke again. I’ve had a little bit of cash come in. Someone bought some baking dishes from me yesterday. Someone else should come this morning to pick up another bit of antique furniture.
I had a pretty shitty sleep. I was up at around 2 or 3am, then again at 3:30am. From that point on, it was one of those light sleeps that doesn’t really feel like sleep at all. I’m not sure what happened to cause it, but it was the worst I’ve had in a while.
Yesterday was yet another ridiculous day at work. The phones were down again for most of the morning. By the time DayTech came in, two of the three lines in the pharmacy were working again. StressedRPh couldn’t manage to answer either of them.
The big news from last night?
I scheduled a junk pickup for next week. If it works out, the junk will go out on Friday and I’ll spend the weekend putting the house on the market. This means that I’m essentially forced to shit or get off the pot and leave, as I won’t have a fucking bed. Depending on the cost, I’ll have them take the shit out of the back yard. I really hope that it won’t be super expensive, as I’d like to have a maid service do a deep clean as well.
For the moment, however, it’s time for a workout. It’s LEG DAY.
