DestructiveEntity

...when your brain insists on believing its time to get up and get ready for work, gets you out of bed and downstairs before registering that oh yes, it is the weekend... Oh well. May as well use this extra up time to be productive and respond to messages and whatnot. Hey Deviantart peoples! *fanatical waving* what's new? So what have I got to fill this digital page? Hmm... well work is still going well. They've now got me serving at the trade counter by myself, obtaining miscellaneous stock out of the store room AND doing the trade invoices. Yippee! (Wow how pathetic do I sound there, that this sort of thing makes me happy?) In other new

As of today I have been a receptionist for my current employers for a full year! Yay me! I won't say it's been all fun, but it's definitely been an experience, and a definite improvement on other places of employment, so to my coworkers I say "Cheers for putting up with me, and roll on the next twelve months." Also I guess this means I can no longer get away with making silly mistakes.

So a couple of days ago I decided to buy a food dehydrator so I can perserve more of the awesome foodstuffs I intend to grow this year. This resulted in there being a large cardboard box, which was instantly claimed by Miss Cinnamon who just goes nuts for empty cardboard boxes. Since there is currently no spare space on the work cabinets I decided to put the dehydrator back in its box, carefully folding the top down so the cat couldn't get in there. She has now twice gone from her perch on Pringle's cage to the box, had a good old sniff and a scratch of the lid before looking around the room as if to say "Wait a minute, this was open a litt