Sketches of a Small Town

Since blogging about my disastrous store bathroom yesterday seemed to really help me TCB, I thought I'd do more of the same today.

This time, in a much more visible part of the store. The cash.

Orders have been arriving daily in preparation for Christmas and a lack of energy (and enthusiasm) for dealing with them has allowed boxes to pile up. Not to mention the mail and packing slips and bills and other miscellaneous items that overwhelm me to a point where my only real option is to file them under "later" in a stack on the counter.

Here is what my cash area looks like now (10:30am):

And two hours later:

I don't know about you, but I feel better.