Work.
A different vibe on a Sunday with a smaller group of people. I'm always early because I go in with Kev, so I grab some quiet time in the canteen beforehand. I read or play scrabble on my phone. Depends what mood I'm in. The few of us that work Sunday drift in about 9.45 am onwards and I usually head down to checkouts about five to, in order to get stuff I need like cloths, spray cleaner, carrier bags and a basket to chuck left behinds/hangers in. As we open for browsing there are always people milling about, and always one already waiting by the checkouts waiting for us to start, which we can't until dead on 10am legally. Mostly they know and wait patiently, you get the odd one tapping their fingers, clearing their throats in an attempt to "jog" us on. It's not going to happen folks, so give it a rest.
Decent enough day, busy naturally, and got off tills just about in time to clock out. I walked to the bus stop on my own as Kev was finishing off and he joined me about five minutes later.
We got both buses OK.
Monday.
Our usual chill out day. Parcels came that I was expecting, Art from the Heart, inks and water pens, plus a stencil. Kev filled the water pens with the inks, I have about 12 now, as I much prefer those to colour with. Kevs hands looked like an explosion in a paint factory afterwards, but he used shampoo to wash his hands in and it came right off. I had a bit of play, doing some pages in my dyalog, I tend to place the images in first let them dry fully, and go back to each page as I work through daily. That way I don't kill pens by going in when the glue is still wet. Things will change at the end of this year with the dyalog not being available anymore, and I'm still deciding what I will do to replace it. I might keep my ledger journal for that and maybe do a weekly page. I'm not sure yet...
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