My day was fine. A couple of drivers refused the candy that was really the only notable thing. I got to work, got my medication (3 months x 4 drugs), worked. Came home and found 3 packages on the porch. Good to know I live in a decent area; had my cat food, switchplate cover, and curtains. All I need now is the rod which comes either tomorrow or Friday. I even wrapped my "hydrants" (Ron used to call them that - the hose spigots). We are getting truly miserable freezing cold weather, wind, rain, chill. I intend to keep my pipes happy. I made about 72 dollars.
I got a call from the other vendor while I was working. I told her I would call tomorrow, I was working. She said OK and I will. She sounded happy to hear that I was indeed working. Well, I have to eat. Take care of the cats.
I am actually glad I do not have disability payments as of yet because I would probably just sit in the house and get progressively more depressed every day. At least now I have to remain functional.
That's it for now.
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Your job is your freedom, if the govt.supports you,they control you.
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