It's back to work I go. I sure didn't want to, but hey, somebody's got to pay the bills around here and I don't exactly see that cat rushing out to get a job.
Speaking of, guess who came in gimpy last night. That's right, the cat. I can't see anything amiss, so I'm hoping she just tweaked her shoulder or something. If she's not better in a day or two, I'll take her to the vet.
But as I was saying, it was back to work, and it had been so long, I almost forgot how to get ready. Fortunately, I remembered to turn on the coffee pot just in time. I really wish they'd let us have our insulated mugs back, because those stupid clear plastic things they make us carry don't keep our coffee hot or our water cold.
Nevertheless, I made it through the day and found a nice surprise in my mailbox when I got home.
Funny, it was raining so hard I almost didn't check the mail, but now I'm glad I did.
I got my cards and stuff out, but so far, the only one I've gotten ready to mail is the one to my Australian pen pal.
As I mentioned earlier, I'm just not feeling it this year.
And right now, I'm not feeling there's much else for me to talk about, so I'm going to end this here and just watch some TV until time for bed.
Laters.
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