Good day. Felt like my job was sliding into a good place. Still don't care for all the boss' techniques. Yet, our team is producing--and it is all about the numbers. "We're 'makin' our jelly" as one of my team mates says. Tis good.
As I right this, it's 10:45Pm Wednesday evening. It's still a sticky 88 degrees F. Summer isn't officially here yet it decided to come on in early.
So on that happy note. I'm off to snooze under the ceiling fan.
Like I said, tis good.