Day 171. Sorry, bad picture. I got a call from Cait at 9 am, asking if I could come into work at noon instead of three. Apparently Gail had some sort of dental fiasco the night before and then just didn’t bother showing up to work that morning. So I spent nine hours at CVS, resulting in lack of picture taking opportunities. My back is killing me and I’m exhausted, but I needed the money so I’m happy.

Day 171.

Sorry, bad picture.

I got a call from Cait at 9 am, asking if I could come into work at noon instead of three. Apparently Gail had some sort of dental fiasco the night before and then just didn’t bother showing up to work that morning. So I spent nine hours at CVS, resulting in lack of picture taking opportunities. My back is killing me and I’m exhausted, but I needed the money so I’m happy.