So outside we have an overcast Sunday morning. Rain is on the way. Possibly a lot. The swath of moisture moving up from the south appears to be massive. Though, we know from experience all of that green on the map may end up being nothing more shits and dribbles, a misty, drizzly blanket which makes this damp and uncomfortable.
My 6 hours at work yesterday was tolerable. I got a sale, which one of my associates processed, and a hardwood flooring measure that I sold just before then end of my shift. The store did serve hot dogs to the associates all day. They're doing the same thing today. There are those who snub their noses at hot dogs, not me, and there are also hot dog snobs, those people who believe the only topping should be mustard. I worked with a woman like that, back during my Marriott days. For her, any other topping, whether it be cheese, or onions, or relish, or sauerkraut, or ketchup, was a sacrilege. At work, they have a cornucopia of toppings; even chili dogs can be the dog of the day.
Tomorrow the drywall patching of my ceiling should be complete. I'm nearly ecstatic. I can finally put things back where they belong.
I ordered an indoor vent kit for my dryer. This is way less expensive then paying someone to lean a ladder up against the back of my house in order to cut a hole in the wall.
