|February 13, 2105
||[Feb. 13th, 2015|11:55 pm]
So, it's my birthday today. I'm now 47. Sure doesn't feel like it, but so it goes. I didn't do much celebrating, as I had to work today, but I started my morning by opening up some presents from my parents and my brother. All poetry books. I guess I know what I'll be reading this weekend.
I walked in to work as usual, where I pulled a noon to 8:00 PM closing shift. It was a pretty slow day at work (the weather was not pleasant), and the day's shipment was small enough that I was able to receive and shelve it in a matter of an hour or so. I did some other stuff around the store -- putting books in purchase orders, straightening and tidying, etc. -- and that took up some more time. The evening was dead, though, and I was able to close on time with no problem.
After work, I walked over to the post restaurant in town, where queenmomcat met me for my birthday dinner. That was nice. We got home reasonably late, and I'll be up for a little while yet, but I don't have anything scheduled for tomorrow. I do work again Sunday, but I expect it's going to be a quiet weekend. Which is fine by me. More time to read poetry.