The joys of forgetfulness
Because I left my cell phone in my shorts that were lying on the floor, I ended up missing a phone call from Summer asking me to work for her today. I didn't end up listening to the message until somewhere around 10 this morning.
Not that I could have really worked for her today, anyhow. I got up here at the station around 11, and I've been working pretty steadily ever since. Aside from a brief walk over to Wescoe to grab some coffee, I haven't really stopped doing stuff since I got here.
It's going to be a long day, but at least it's on my terms. Phone calls and meetings are easier to deal with when they're not after dough and miserable heat.
Not that I could have really worked for her today, anyhow. I got up here at the station around 11, and I've been working pretty steadily ever since. Aside from a brief walk over to Wescoe to grab some coffee, I haven't really stopped doing stuff since I got here.
It's going to be a long day, but at least it's on my terms. Phone calls and meetings are easier to deal with when they're not after dough and miserable heat.