Saturday I got called in, then after Tim snow-blowed the drive, I got a call back saying I didn't need to come in, but how about Sunday and I could have all Monday and Tuesday off. Plus pick the hours I wanted to work on Sunday.
Pick my own hours? That's okay with me.
Plus work has been going better, or rather my attitude toward it. Meanwhile, we're making good headway on redoing the bedroom. Yesterday we got new closet doors, paint, supplies, and blinds.
All it cost me ... one homemade apple pie.
Life is good.
And now, I'm off to play with raw pizza dough - my most favorite shift. Then to the market for some apples, and home to lock ourselves in for the duration of our staycation.