Work for 8+ hours. Watering, straightening and ordering Poinsettias. So many varieties. So many I would like to take home with me. But they don't like it here. At home.
Next Wednesday is my last day at work for the year. I have never been "released" this early. Am I sad. Not a bit. I was tempted to ask that Today was the last day--but he said he needed me on Wednesday. And one of the 20 somethings asked for another batch of Rum Balls. How can I refuse. The request began with "Jo, I love you".
It's snowing. Let there be accidents. Wouldn't you think Mainers could drive in snow? Well, they can--but not for the very first snow, like tonight. In ditches. Slamming into guard rails. Rear ending.
This is what we call "greasy snow" and the roads are slippery.
G dropped me off this morning and came to get me. So grateful.
Well, time to change out of work clothes, shower and put on my jammies.
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