I've Been Busy!

I've been doing something I typically shun - shopping! There are about nine new outfits in my closet for my return to work (yes! More on that later . . .), a new mattress and box spring to be delivered soon, and no less than four pairs of shoes (from the woman who truly HATES, hates, hates to shoe shop)! Actually, it started out as three pairs of shoes, but on the way to the register I spied these lovely silver tennies. I did the usual poo-poo of those and moved on.

Then the tennies started their voodoo - I dreamed about them, thought about them, mentioned them to others as outrageous. And after ONLY three days of trying to remove them from my brain with everything but a butter knife, I succumbed to the temptation of the tennies. Yes, they are mine now. And I was mistaken. They are not silver, but "pewter." Not sure how that makes a huge difference, but I find them "tastefully tacky."

Not sure if they are proper "work" attire - I'm thinking NOT.

As promised - the MORE regarding going back to work. Yes, after five weeks and two days of blissful "semi-retirement" I am returning to work at the same place I've been since last October. Granted, I will still be a temp, but I love the place, the people, and the job so it's not a stretch for me to go back. This is a three-month assignment, which will take me through about Thanksgiving, give me time off for the holidays, and perhaps something will come along by the first of the year that will be more permanent. I can't tell you how thrilled I am!! I baked them cookies for my first day back! hehehehehe

I Need a Job!!

Ok - today's Day 4 of official unemployment, unofficial "vacation."

I've managed to make some "important" calls, had a friend actually drop by - then force me into the front yard to pick up downed branches and limbs from the storm! Yesterday it finally cooled off a bit, so it was designated "errand day." Started out visiting the local yarn shop to buy 5" No. 2 needles - and they didn't have any for the second time . . . had everything else, but not these. Arrgh! (Came home and ordered them from an internet source.) Then dropped off some printouts about Denis Leary for my hairdresser who seems to have developed a "thing" for him and his firefighter causes. On to the hardware store to buy piano wire so I can finally block the Pacific Northwest shawl I finished March 8th. Then hit the grocery store.

Now, I've been working the last 9.5 months and have forgotten the laws of weekday daytime shopping. NEVER GO TO THE GROCERY STORE DURING A 15 HOUR SALE. Every grandpa, grandma, nursing home resident, and mother with 12 children under the age of 5 is there, stocking up. After the storm, I was terrified of buying much in case they decided to turn off the electricity again. Just enough for a few days. Which means - I ended up trying to shop IN THE MORNING AT THE 15 HOUR SALE. Omigod! How awful is that???

So, today, I had to go through some more of my aunt's stuff - travel books, brochures, postcards, and pictures. Some of our trip in 1969, some of another trip she made in 1983. And ran across this picture . . . .

(Sorry about the glare off the original snapshot, but couldn't resist!) Can you believe this? I not only remember this place in France, but remember USING IT, and then regaling my friends and family with stores about it! You put your feet on the sides (where indicated), do your business and FLUSH THE FLOOR! See??? It actually exists!

So all the quilt tops, travel books, and old knitting projects have been sent to the basement (where they will be rediscovered upon my death). I still have to hang a few pictures and take the rest down for storage, but . . . .

I NEED TO GO BACK TO WORK! I NEED A REST!

Another Lost Day . . .

Anybody besides me have this problem? Weekday wake-up time is 6:15 a.m. and for some reason, all during the week, bedtime goes from 11 p.m. to as late as 12:30 a.m. I drag all day long, then magically wake up WIDE AWAKE the moment my feet hit the pavement in the garage! It's like I'm on super-caffine all evening. The whole week is spent looking forward to the weekend - getting errands done, enjoying my free time.

Then on Saturday, you wake up at 7:30 a.m. Ok, this is great. Lots of stuff will FINALLY get done! Like grocery shopping, vacuuming, yard work, and recreational shoe and clothing shopping. But around 10:30 a.m. you're still on the couch, not even dressed and the exhaustion overcomes you. Since you're still in jammies, going back to bed seems like a great idea. 11 a.m. finds you back asleep where you don't wake up until around 3 p.m. UGH!

And so, like every other Saturday, I will VOW next week will be different!