The store manager called and said, "So what are you doing?" and I said, "Why? The store busy?" and he said, "Get down here..." and I said, "Well, you'll have to give me an hour." He said, "Why?" and I said, "Because I'm in my pajamas, okay?" and laughed. He said, "What are you doing still in your pajamas?" (it was 1 PM) and I said, in a very defensive way, "Hey, I'm wrapping presents, okay?"
I got myself showered and dressed, out the door, and into work. It was busy alright. We had our busiest day since Black Friday.
I was at the register, when Ike paged me. I had a phone call on line three. It was Cara. "Where's your debit card?" she wanted to know. She was picking up Tim's Christmas gift for me because I had to leave for work early. "I've got it," I said. "I left you cash on the coffee table." A customer said, in a hopeful way, "So did you leave me cash on the coffee table?" and the line laughed. Business was non-stop, one customer after another, after another. We all were in high spirits, playing pranks on one another.
My sister and brother-in-law stopped by the store with a huge batch of homebaked cookies and bread and a pumpkin roll. That was an extremely welcome gift. I was trying to figure out how to fit in the baking, and suddenly discovering that I did not have to...well...that was a relief.
I cannot believe that tomorrow is Christmas eve already. Dylan will be here by the time that I get home from work. I have an entire weekend off, and I am looking forward to it.
Well, let me get myself (and my cold) off to bed. Only one more day until Christmas.