grr

Yesterday I washed four buckets. I packed one of the dry ones from the last batch with sweaters and long sleeved shirts. All Victor's, so I could only fit 4. I also started packing a box with computer games, like SimCity 2000, Sims1 Double Deluxe, Sim Mania pack, Mall of America Tycoon which I could never get to work right. I may or may not do more with that box today.

I sold 412 pounds of butter on Friday (where as my average was about 100-150 a day for the last week). I discovered last night this was because Oprah decided you can make butter sculptures. So if this keeps up I'll be out of butter before my next load. Oh, how I hate her. Apparently most people who work in grocery stores do. At least I have that as a fallback, if Bret gets mad I can simply say "Oprah" and he'll start swearing and I'll be off the hook. I'm glad it's not just me. I mean, there's the time she made an egg nog recipe and I was selling eggs like it was Easter, and then it was some yogurt smoothie and I sold out of yogurt overnight. Apparently one time she said meat was evil and meat dept's sales dropped tremendously. That would suck. I'm glad for me it's always been running out of product, that's much better than having too much.

Bonecrusher is useless. Apparently his breed had a lot of natural cat instincts bred out of them. Atton keeps trying to show Boney how to hunt but it just isn't working. He brought a live mouse into the house the other day and Boney spent hours tracking it on and off and Atton was there helping by batting it back into the hallway when it tried to escape, which sometimes it did make it off into the livingroom or bedroom. At one point Boney leaned in and touched noses with the mouse and it gave him a little bite, poor Boney. Finally Atton rolled onto his side, picked up the mouse and flung it into the air, then he got up and backed away. Boney rolled onto his side and then looked at Atton as if to say "I flopped but it's not dead, Atton, what do I do now?" Atton got frustrated after a few more attempts at this and then just killed it and ate it himself. Then he brought Boney another one, this one dead, and Boney played with it for a bit then just left it and Atton acted like he was sighing and went and ate that one too.

It was fairly warmish yesterday. Spring is here, despite the occasional snow/hail. It's been raining a lot, which is nice.

Update about my foot: It was sorta hurty yesterday and by time I got home kinda tingly. Victor felt it again and this time was saying some of it was probably muscle issues so he rubbed it a little and it feels a bit better.