S.A.T.U.R.D.A.Y.

I normally work on Saturdays. They're busy. Lots of people are in the store. We close early. It's a good day to work. I really like working them.

I was off today because of the thing-a-ma-bob tonite with DearBoy. We thought that I would have to help him set some stuff up, so I took the day off. Come to find out...they had enough people and my services were not required. Huzzah for me, right?

I tried to do on a Saturday what I normally do on my random weekday off. Tried to do laundry, but one of my neighbors beat me to the laundry room (we only have two washers and dryers). I did manage to clean the house because I can do that on my own.

The trip to the grocery store was a nightmare. People everywhere. Abandoned carts with food in them just left in the aisles...some of them had purses in them. (Ladies, please...keep your purses with you at all times. This his how theft and identity theft happens). My normal fifteen-minute trip to the store took me almost forty-five minutes just by navigating around the idiots who were shopping.

I tried to run more errands, but with busy parking lots and people wandering to-and-fro, I decided to pack it in and come back home. Which was good because I got to take a nap, and we all know I love my naps.

The errands can wait for another day. All I have to do today is put on my "happy happy" face for tonite. Later, gaterz...gotta go schmooze.