Since I always seem to bitch and complain about work when it is not going so right, I should probably write when life’s all right, no? Yesterday, although we didn’t exactly sell lots, was actually a really good day. One of those days when you can easily talk to everyone and everyone seems to be having fun. Oh man, I love it. Too bad I couldn’t sell anything to anyone. You’ve never seen someone work harder; it just wasn’t in the cards for me, I guess.

There were two portents of doom that morning though. First I had to take a detour because the Reluctant Panther burned to the ground. Then a bird flew smack dab into the middle of the front store window. He got back up and flew away…after a while.

I had a dream the other night where I was literally carrying my dirty laundry around with me. Wrap your noggin around that.