Floor Guy: Are you a mother?
Me: I have a cat.
Floor Guy: *deadpan exasperated look* Did it come OUT of you?
Me: Ha, no.
Floor Guy: Okay, then.
My ten hour lunchless shift wasn't nearly as bad as I anticipated - mainly because instead of doing $6K in sales like we usually do, we didn't break $3k - beautiful weather coupled with Mom's Day resulted in us being quite dead. I got irritated and started sending people home because they refused to DO anything (read: New Ash and Joey) and store-used some chocolate for the rest.
Bacci is very apparently bored and restless. She's driving me freaking nuts, parading back and forth on the keyboard, knocking random stuff off of the desk, poking her cold nose into my face, slamming the top of her head onto the back of my hand as I type. I think with the boys gone, she's a bit biped deprived. I finally broke out the treats in order to play her favorite game: Throw the Treat as Far as I Can Lob it So That Kitteh Can Chase.
Obama's a funny man.
I managed to get a blister on the bottom of my right foot. Weirdness.
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Seems like a whole lotta us have been experiencing insomia for various reasons. I feel your pain, I do. Hugs and warm sleepies will be sent your way.
