And of course, there's nothing here for me today either. There is an envelope on the counter, presumably a Christmas card Mom sent to someone, because her name is in the top left hand corner. Nothing in the recycling bin outside of what looks like an (opened) card from Uncle Brent, so meh.
So I work 8 to close tonight, have tomorrow off, work Wednesday, have Thursday off, work Friday, and not Saturday :s Why couldn't they have just put all my working days and days off together?
I suppose I could be out in the kitchen right now, getting the dishes there washed so I wouldn't have to do them when I get home tonight, but.. feh. All I really feel like doing is going back upstairs right now. At least before Littlecat jumps up on my chest and gets comfortable :p