Wha' happen?

I really felt like I was in a daze yesterday, didn't get out of the house until past 6PM, went to Whole Foods for cream for coffee and also got some ham slices, cheese, and a beer and since it was too late to feel safe going to Discovery Park, I had my little picnic at Diridon Station but over by the baggage building.

Then for some reason I stopped at TAK Market and got some pork rinds and another beer, and picked up some green beans from the dumpster on 10th, and got back and didn't get shit done. I just drank beer and ate pork rinds and watched tons of music videos and eventually went to bed.

I halfway woke up some time and had the idea I'd slept until 5 in the afternoon, and decided fuck it, I'll sleep all I want and get the packing done "whenever". I finally woke up at 11:30 AM.

Ebay showed about 15 items "overdue" just like library books! This is even more like college than I thought. Student drinks away their weekend, carries it through into the week, has to scramble to get caught up and "return" a bunch of "overdue books"

I did it, too, just in time. It kinda helped that I could not find two of the things, canceled the orders and refunded the buyers, and told them if the things show up I'll re-list them and notify them.

I think I need to get into the habit of pulling things from the shelves very soon after they sell, so I can be sure to find them, and if something needs some extra hunting to find, I've given myself a lot more time. 

I actually got all the overdue's packed and ran 'em up to the post office and FedEx, picked up packing supplies and white sign vinyl and two red peppers on the way back, then packed a few more things that were not overdue, but due.

I frittered away the time before Ken was due to show up doing things like putting listed items away, and starting a load of laundry. One thing I did not fritter time away on was cleaning myself up. I had a fine onion-y bodily stink going on,  and I wanted to make use of this. I had a nasal sniffle going on that won't quit, and for all I know I've got the covid. A fine body stink will encourage Ken to not hover around close. Especially an onion-y one, as it seems the smell of onions bugs him.

So Ken came over, and showed me a weird thing: a customer has sent back some software and written a $30 check to him. I told him how the buyer had determined the SW didn't work, and was sort of holier-than-thou, saying he won't ask for a refund because we'll just turn around and sell it to some highschooler, and I'd said, No, if it doesn't work it doesn't work, and issued him a refund and told him to just keep the software. But, I said to Ken, he can always add the $30 to the extra $50 he's gonna add to my pay check ... Ken added $70 to my $300 pay check due to bad math or proportionality, and due to my onion-y stench didn't stick around. I told him I plan to get tested for covid tomorrow and if I come up positive we'll just stay away from each other, he can put my pay check in the mail slot, and I'll keep getting tested weekly until I'm clear.