I own a convenience store. A creepy convenience store. Also a Planet X tracker.

I am a 55 year old, British American.
I own a convenience store, in a rural area.
I work 24/7 and I get no rest. I get upset when customers
Come in after 9 pm. I get tired at that hour, and I want to rest,
But when they pour in, they disturb my rest time. The hubby makes
Me run this store, while he drives state to state in a truck. He's 395 pounds.
He doesn't take care of himself. He just demands, and gets. He doesn't want the store to shut down. He wants it to be a 24/7 shop. I'm a Planet X tracker. Beware in August , because it will be visible, and people are going to panic. The big shots are going underground.