February 19, 2012
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sleeping with the light on, on the couch with the TV going gave me some wicked restless dreams. I get up, turn everything off, take pooperdog for a walk, and get some real sleep from about 7am to 3pm. the pooperdog and I just took us another walk tonight. it feels weird, it being around 5pm, knowing I should be off to the stalag for my normal 6pm clock-in, but going for a walk instead (now not having to be there 'til 10pm
). on our walk, we run into a couple of ladies walking one of those invisible dogs (you remember those silly hard curved leashes with a collar at the end, right? they were popular a good 20 years ago). I tell her "cute dog! why don't you have a leash on the other one?" then to my horror, I hope she didn't think I meant the lady next to her
, so I point at the spot at the ground where I see the other invisible dog. she says "that one just likes to run free" (phew! saved from almost having my foot in my mouth
, I would've had a hard time explaining my black eye to my friends at work). my shopping/to-do list includes getting a haircut, and doing a smallish amount of shopping (milk, beer, pooperdog and Squabber treats, etc). I got an extra four hours free time per work day to actually stop off and complete these things. normally I'd run right home due to it being hard on an old dog to not poop for 13 hours. I think she'll like my new schedule too. weirdly enough. the company decided to go this 8 hour route to cut down on all the overtime. sure it shaved a good 4 hours off from 'A' and 'B' crew's schedule, but it added 8 hours OT to 'C' crews schedule (assuming we have to work 7 days, that is). and being from 'C' crew, I'm that guy that really just wants 40 and out...maybe one day. anyway, this is the part where I'd normally say I best be on my way to the stalag, but instead will shoot off to the store and pick away at my t0-do thingey...
later: it hasn't been much of winter, but today seems particularly springy. warmer and sunnier than normal (the part I was awake for anyway), and the birds are louder. also, at the store, it's good to see the Christmas aisle return into it's normal "lawn and garden" section at the store, and look! snow shovels are in the clearance rack...awesome! another month and a half and the pooperdog walks will be coat and mittens free, the days will be longer and I'll be bitchin' about how hot it's getting. I can't wait!
.after the store, I hit wendy's for a fish sammich combo, then take another smallish nap before heading to the stalag. while driving to and fro da store, I hear a cool story by "Zoe Webster" (that I was gonna leave a link to, but couldn't find)on NPR about finances that I thought was right on the damn money (pun intended). I'll do some more searching and throw up the link later, but for now, I gotta get ready for another fun-filled 8 hour stint at the stalag!
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