Chaucer’s getting big. He’s about 5 months old now and has created a bit of a schedule for himself. Starting at about 5:30am he wakes up, wakes up us by talking to us in the bed, and does kitten things for the day while we work. When we get home he becomes magically transformed into Lovey McSnugglepants and follows us everywhere we go in the house, whether we’re getting up to use the bathroom or just going to the kitchen. At around 10pm he turns into Bitey Psycho Kitty, and does crazy things like attack doorknobs and the coffee table or the couch until we go to bed. Even when we go to bed he’s still running around the house like crazy until he realizes that we’re not playing with him anymore, and then he comes into the bedroom and snuggles on the bed with us for a bit.

My mom got out of the hospial this morning. Eddie went to pick her up and drove her home, and she’ll be out of work for the rest of the week. We’re still waiting for results of a biopsy, but for now they’re saying she’s got colitis or diverticulitis. Either way, she’s looking at some diet changes in the future, probably needing to give up her ritual of buffalo hot wings on Sunday afternoons.

The store I work in is getting remodelled. It’s crazy, there’s people everywhere and we’ve got no idea where they’re moving anything to. Yesterday it was insane in there because it was Monday and A had to leave early for a doctor’s apointment with one of her kids. Tonight should be better, since it’s my short shift and tomorrow I’m fairly certain that I’m not working at all. I’m getting really, really, really tired of telling people how to work the signature pinpad, and I’m just as tired of nearly every single customer complaining about “this doesn’t look like my signature!” and “I hate these things.” You don’t like change. We get it. The only amusing thing at all is the old folks who call up and complain about how “the new girl on the phone doesn’t do things right”, meaning the automated system has changed and people are just too fucking impatient to actually listen to the options now. These are the people who just bang on the keypad until they get a live person, usually someone from the front store, which has caused us to be filled with dread whenever we hear “Pharmacy has a call on line 1″. We’ve started referring to that line as the moron-line, which isn’t entirely nice, but it’s oh so appropriate sometimes. Thankfully my schedule goes back to normal next week, and I’ll be able to watch all the season premiers for the shows that we watch.

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