Yesterday was very late (actually not too late, I got off at 9:30 p.m., my husband got off at 10:30 p.m.). Yesterday was actually the last one, that is, the last one, probably one or two oclock in the evening, because this morning we have to work early (the earliest one, five oclock in the morning). So our rock handsome man, under my hard and soft foam, plus the temptation of a meal, finally agreed to change shifts with me (if people are charming, thats impossible)! Oh, it wasnt too late to leave work yesterday!! (Its mainly too late to get up today!) (Dont be angry with someone. I just changed my job with your spokesperson and didnt snatch your spokesperson.) I got off work early this morning. I naturally sat in front of the computer in the evening, cough! I cant help thinking of my suffering witch sister, who works late today, but todays evening shift is really a bit depressed. Its the day of the weekly newspaper. Maybe my witch sister has to work late to get off work. (She didnt leave work until 5 a.m. in the last weekly newspaper.) Our familys witch sister is really suffering this week. Mondays evening shift happens to be March 3. No. 1 (the day of monthly newspaper) Today is a weekly newspaper again! When are we going to work in the evening shift? It used to be one day a week, but now its two days a week!! Its depressing to death, and hate some people too! ____________