Got home a little bit ago; enough time has passed for me to visit the bathroom, dress down, gather up some laundry for the wash, and sit at the table.
My feet hurt.
It was a pretty good night at work, I guess. Rather than being in frozen, I was directed to go work Claire’s–or the tenant space that had been occupied by Claire’s up until last year; since Claire’s left, the store has been using the space for additional “stockroom” space, primarily for whatever merchandise is being promoted on the “seasonal pad”. At present, Claire’s is being occupied by our BTS–“back to school”–items.
I didn’t have too awful much “live” freight that truly needed to be worked to the floor, so once that task was finished, I spent the remainder of the night “binning” the rest of the merchandise. I do hope that someone gets a chance to go through the room and “pick” it, otherwise all of that work I did to label and stack everything on the walls is kind of a loss. In binning it, however, I did–at the very least–sort things back out, and gave the grandest portion of the merchandise a label carrying the items’ respective locations. Beyond the binning of all that merchandise, someone needs to go back through the seasonal pad and play with the shelf caps (capacity).
I think I’m supposed to actually join the fun in frozen, tonight, so long as no-one gets the idea of having me run any other freight elsewhere. And, no, that’s not a complaint–far from it; I actually liked the task I was given, at least as I understood I was to handle it. I wouldn’t mind tackling any other projects that are tossed to me, either. I just kind of hope that I get to at least touch the one that I thought I was being brought overnight for.
Meanwhile, I just noticed two flaws in my html version of the journal/blog/whatever; 1.) I don’t have a refresh tag to attempt a forced reload of the “posts” page, so that viewers don’t get stuck seeing whatever cached version they may have in their history–I think I remember that being a thing 2.) I don’t list any date/time-stamp in the body of the posts. I guess those are things that I should look into changing sometime in the future.
I dunno. I’m running out of things to say, again. Guess I’ll end it here, and find something else to do, while I wait for Ashlee to come home.

