Thawing Out


The weather has improved quite a bit; it almost feels like spring right now. Most of the snow we had is gone and the sidewalks are fairly clear. However, I’m pretty sure that the sidewalk by the local Ross is still under at least an inch of compacted snow and ice; it’s on a side of the strip mall that doesn’t get a lot of sunshine, so the ice only melts in warm temperatures. That’s the one thing that’s holding me back from taking the bus. I’m not too keen on the idea of walking in the street, even if it was close to the shoulder. That’s not even going into the fact that Menards won’t keep their sidewalks salted or their parking lot plowed.

It’s going to be a little while before I feel safe enough to hop on the bus. I just hope it’s not too long.

This past weekend was fairly awful and I don’t want to go into the details about it. Suffice to say that damn near everything that could go wrong did. I was tempted as hell to call in on Sunday but I refused since I was scheduled for eight hours and I wanted the time and a half. Remember, I have a cat to support. But I was so exhausted on Sunday that I almost skipped work.

We’re hiring again. Apparently, we have ten new employees and we might be getting more. I’ve got mixed feelings about that; we really do need the help. But that might mean a reduction in my hours. Yes, I wouldn’t mind having a slightly reduced schedule, but I do like having the fat paychecks that forty hours can guarantee. So I don’t know how I feel about this.

One of my coworkers from Walmart got her first Covid shot. I’m waiting with baited breath for mine.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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