Such a partan (crab) I was today, at least until midafternoon when I chilled as I cut twenty-one pounds of raw chicken thighs and 14 pounds of raw beef. No one could have told, if I hadn't answered how I really was when they asked, but I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. An hour too early. And all because my window being open let the wind bang my door repeatedly and insistantly. Being wide awake for an hour after lights out last night didn't help my mood either.
Instead of taking a break today, I ran errands. Usually I like to get out and go for a drive and see the outside world once in a while, but not if it means giving up my break. Yay for working 10-hour days!
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yay! It's tough working in a tax office one time a week. I'm so lonely *singing like Elvis* I could... die.
ReplyDeleteDon't worry. I'm a little piece of sunshine coming to brighten your day. :D
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ReplyDeleteYay! Two weeks and four days!
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