Write about: the spiral.
Work went quickly this morning at the bakery, with just enough customers to keep me feeling busy. Starting to see more of the winter crowd now, which is good.
This afternoon the four of us went out to rake up some of the leaves in the front yard that have fallen from the walnut trees. Kat was raking with Miles on her back and I was working with Max. We got about half the yard done, hoping to get the rest done tomorrow afternoon.
Oh, before I forget, here's a picture of the view from where I was helping with the move:
And now... I need to get this posted on time. So I should get this writing stuff figured out.
"Have you seen the latest sales forecasts for our department?"
"No, sorry. I've been trying to stay out of the gutter recently. New Year's resolution."
"It's either laugh or cry these days, man. I know which one I'd rather be doing."
"Yeah, but it doesn't matter, does it? With the numbers looking the way they're looking, we'll all be out of work soon enough. Won't matter then if you walk out the door laughing or leaving a river of tears behind you."
"A river of...? Good lord, man! Pull it together!"
"This company is spiraling out of control. Nobody else in our industry is even thinking about hiring. You want me to pull it together? Maybe you can tell me your secret. What's keeping you so bloody calm these days?"
"Me? Oh, that's easy enough. Here, I'll share the secret of my serenity with you."
"It's in your water bottle? What, staying hydrated is the... wait. Is this vodka?"
"Take a big swig, my friend. Everything will seem more manageable soon enough..."