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Today, I got kind of pissed at J.

I got up and went into work and opened the store on time. He moseys in about an hour later and finds some bills mixed up in the register. He turns to me and goes, "What? Where you still asleep when you were putting the cash in the drawer?"

No, I was not asleep when I put the bills in the drawer. When I took the cash out of the envelope and sorted it by denomination it all seemed perfectly fine. If the bills were mixed it was because you went into the envelope last night to make change and mixed things up.

Ugh.

I know. It's small and petty and not worth thinking about but it just bugs me because I was actually up and in the fucking store on time while J was lazing about at home.

Pheh.

Anyway, it was a super-busy day today and it's probably just weariness making me this short-tempered.

After work, I went out to a head shop owned by a friend and took a look at some of their merch, thinking I might treat myself to a new t-shirt or a sweatshirt or something. But nothing really caught my eye except a Nightmare Before Christmas coffee mug and that's not a rabbit hole I'm going to jump down.

So I came home and had supper.

It was not an ideal supper. I ate:

2 cans of Chef Boyardi Chicken Alfredo
1 Can of Fruit cocktail
3 bananas
3 handfuls of cashews.

Altogether, I'd say that's about 1700 cals? I was going for 1400, but Sunday is normally a 1700 cal day, so I'm going to consider it a win.

Now I'm sitting here, binging the rest of The Witcher and enjoying a nice cup of cloud tea.

Tomorrow, I might do Christmas presents. Maybe. If I can be arsed.