So, I didn't expect to have writer's block so soon. I guess most of the time I just feel like I don't have much to write about. I wake up, shower, go to work, go home, either hang out with my husband or if he's working (most of the time), do some chores/cook food/crochet/Netflix, then go to bed. I eat sometimes, too. Wash, rinse, repeat. I guess I could start doing weekend recaps but nobody really likes to read those, including myself.
Isaiah's going back to night shifts tonight, which always sucks. He was supposed to finally have his turn to work weekdays/day shift and have weekends off (something that hasn't happened since last fall sometime) but due to never-ending staffing issues, he had to go back to night shifts. He technically has weekends off, but since he'll be working Friday nights, he'll have to sleep most of the day on Saturdays. So we really only get Sundays off together. I guess one day a week is better than zero days off together for months at a time, like we've dealt with in the past.
I finally got my Etsy shop back up and running. I know, so cliche. I was mostly ready, I just needed some decent daylight hours to take some pictures. Photos aren't easy when your house gets almost zero natural sunlight. We have about one hour every afternoon where the sun comes in one of our living room windows, but our house is situated on a hill directly above another house, and the neighbors' roof is blue metal. So, every picture I try to take ends up with a dark blue tint, which is super fun to try and edit later. God bless Photoshop, but my pictures will probably always be subpar until we move someday.
Work is work is work. I really have nothing to say about it at this point, other than Halloween and Christmas are coming up which means boxes upon boxes of decorations from the 1990s will be pulled out and vomited up all over the office. Always a treat.
Since August 7th, there have been 5 bear attacks in the vicinity. None within town limits, thankfully, although I'm just waiting for that to happen as there have been multiple reports this last week or two of bears in people's yards, breaking into cars and chicken coops, hanging out on porches, and charging bicyclists alongside the road next to one of our parks. I don't know why people even go outside this time of year. I will say, though, as terrified as I am of bears (they're literally the only thing that gives me nightmares), I had to laugh at this. Sounds like straight up bear thuggery and vandalism to me.