Okay, so I got an award yesterday... Specialist of the Month, not decided by anyone at my store, rather, someone on the regional level (I suppose) decided I was doing something right. Even though I had to laugh, it was very nice to receive the kudo.
Otherwise, yesterday was on the slow side. Today and tomorrow I'm off. I will be working on New Year's day, however, which is no bother. People like to celebrate the beginning of a New Year. Hell, celebrating the end of 2020 makes much more sense.
I figure I have about 3 more chapters to go before wrapping up the main draft of "The Body in the Loch," and believe me, I will be glad to move into the polishing phase. This one has a little less action and is more Christiesque. I have so many freaking notes, references and red herrings needing to be tied up... son of a bitch.
Yesterday, when I got home from work, I found the Clive Barker book "Sanctuary" wrapped in plastic and tucked into my mailbox, a gift I suspect. Not mailed, mind you, just taped up in a clear plastic bag. From who? I have no idea. Barker writes horror and I haven't read horror in a long time. One of my associates might like it, so I'll see if he wants it.
And I did hear a funny thing about the Idiot Jerk. His trying to push the $2000 stimulus check makes him look a lot like Bernie Sanders. Wrong. Every time he mentions it, he becomes more like Norman Bates blindly stabbing the GOP.
