Odd week coming up. I only work 3 days: Monday, Thursday and Sunday. The following week is Thanksgiving, and while I work 4 days the hours are short. We are entering the short hour season. This does not mean there is a shortage of customers, just that they tend to purchase either big ticket items, or the Black Friday stuff clogging our aisles like so much in a bellicose Republican's arteries.
Today is laundry day. I have numerous loads lining the upstairs hallway all sorted and ready to be popped into the washer. Fun stuff, eh?
I'm going to try my hand at making some Moroccan spiced chicken meatballs, chicken because around here it's difficult to get lamb, and goat is impossible. I will let you know how they taste.
The improvements continue in my back. There are long periods when I'm pain free. Bending can pinch the nerve, so getting out of the car must be done carefully. If I need to pick something up that's down low, I squat. Squats are good for your glutes. I hate them. Always have.
|This is not me, though I do have a bit of a beard which needs to be trimmed.|
I see where Covid cases are beginning to pick up in the North East among the unvaccinated. Perhaps we should throw a little Covid party and get more of them infected. For a while I was telling those I know that this virus is like Chicken Pox, if you're not vaccinated you're going to get it, sooner or later. Now I tell them to not come whining if they get sick and need to be hospitalized.