It's sort of nice-ish outside. Not quite 60 and not quite sunny but not raining and not windy.
It was another lovely day in the bakery, even working alone.
Guess who showed up in the deli this morning? I can't figure out what's going on with her and haven't asked. I have a feeling that she found some kind of technicality to worm her way back into a job. Who knows? As long as she stays away from me, it's all good.
My vacay time is all hosed up, but I'm still off tomorrow. Scheduled to work next Saturday and I will but "selling" back PTO for that day just to get an extra day's pay on the check week before Christmas. Somehow it always happens that I spend more than expected so the extra day's pay will cover that, just in case, without having to move money out of savings.
The rest of my time will be taken after January 1. It's too complicated for a mere mortal to figure out so I'm not even gonna try.
I have a cousin who's about two sandwiches shy of a picnic, and we avoid him like the plague. He lives about 150 miles south of us (and I hope he stays there!). Haven't heard from him since Best Aunt died three years ago. Today, we got a FedEx delivery of a fully-cooked, smoked turkey from said cousin. What? I hope that lack of a thank you note sends him a clear message...
Tamales made in the store's deli for lunch today. Delicious. Now it's nap time