Damn it, Tuesday, you weren’t supposed to suck this early. But here’s a picture of one of the neighborhood cats (I think he lives about 5 houses down) waiting for our nextdoor neighbor to come home and give him a treat.
Got a text from the BossRPh this morning asking if I can go on early today because DayTech isn’t feeling good. I had literally just finished writing out what I planned for this morning’s workout when the text came in. Once again, I have no idea where her logic or math skills are, since every time she asks me to cover for the DayTech it’s almost always a “come in earlier, but stay later too” type of shift. Since tonight’s dinner involves baking shit, I declined to work the extra 30 minutes. That extra half-hour adds another 15 minutes, at least, to the evening commute, and I really don’t want to be eating dinner at 8pm. Additionally, now I don’t get to do the workout I had planned for this morning, which is really annoying. Probably the most annoying thing, actually.
Oh well. I’ll deal, but I don’t need to be fucking happy about it.
