Spent several minutes at work as a cashier fanning myself with a senior discount sign b/c sticky fingers in Misses keep taking our motorized fans for their dressing rooms. Yes, there are people who come to the registers dripping in sweat from the dressing rooms being so hot. But that leaves us cashiers standing next to heat producing computers and the outside doors for hours. I actually felt light headed b4 fanning myself. Then a coworker went on break and later home so I got her register w/fan. Once we had a fan for each 15 registers and now down to 5.
Came home, did regular routine and cat Precious starts hiding from me. Yesterday, I did my coming home routine, shut the door, and grabbed Precious to drop him in the carrier for a vet visit. I have to ambush in new ways or face getting bit and scratched if they sense doom. After several minutes, he came out when realized he was not going to the vet again. Not til next year.
Gotta a date w/niece and nephew tomorrow. 1st time nephew will go to the beach. Bet they hate it. Hot sand, cold and dirty water, and everything is dirty. I call it being outside.
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