Day Eighty-Nine

Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie Page: 80

Essays George Orwell Page: 1140

So tired…I had a great line today: “What’s a Saturday without a 17-hour workday?” But then Quinn decided to polish her halo and offered to close for me so I’m sitting at home, feet up, tapping out a blogpost. I didn’t get nearly as much reading or work done today as I wanted to but it wasn’t a complete loss. I picked up some merchandise for the store and did some work organizing and rearranging. I opened this morning which usually means lots of reading but with one thing and another I failed to get much accomplished. Because I was so tired I thought I’d try to get a little nap. One of my secret devices is to hide in the corner, behind the counter, and nap on the beanbag chair. It’s almost impossible to see me snoozing back there but I still am afraid of being spotted and have a mild panic attack whenever I hear someone coming up the stairs. If you ever come in and don’t see me sitting at the counter, don’t snoop, I might be snoozing.

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One Response to “Day Eighty-Nine”

  1. Quinn Says:

    *shhhhh*
    *creep creep creep*
    *A-Boo!*
    Sorry, didn’t see you there :roll:
    Love you!!!

 

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