Feb 14, 2010 09:11
Supe's optimistic prediction that the mail would trickle back in was wrong. We got hammered on Saturday because contrary to her assumptions, people didn't stop sending mail in our direction just because most of us stopped sending it in theirs. Anyway, still milk-stopping my entire route which leaves me with near ten hour days. Bleh. And, Arrow made me drop the mail and took advantage of the opportunity to lick my face, albeit in a ginger manner. Could've been worse.
Having woken up stupid early, I went to Walmart to pick up some groceries before the latest snowpocalypse mad rush begins.
dogs,
work