I must post, or Barbara will just shrivel up and die, longing to hear from me.
Renae e-mailed me that she LOVES my blog. She's accustomed to my way of telling things as I see them, and letting the chips fall where they may, and she says she finds my style of blogging refreshing. Her opinions matter to me, so I take her approval as a strong compliment.
Faune also comments frequently, and I'm glad to hear from her.
Yesterday started out slowly. I didn't want to do much, because I just felt 'draggy'.
I worked around the house, alternately going back to bed to warm up on the heat mat. My legs hurt so badly when they get even a little cold air on them. Even with two pairs of knee socks and my leggings, they feel the cold. All this pain is a living hell.
After lunch, I called Renae to ask if she'd like me to come up and do some volunteer work at the Goodwill. She's always glad to get good help with almost any of the work there. We get our truck on Wednesdays, so there is always work on Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays.
I didn't help with sorting, because I wanted to scrape some of the chewing gum, paint, fingernail polish, and God-knows-what off the floors. I'd love to give them a good stripping and waxing, but Kelly told me that Goodwill sends someone to do all that. It doesn't come out of Renae's budget, so I'll let them move all the racks and do the hard work. Kelly mopped the aisles, though, and it helped make the store look a lot better. Carzel helped me scrape the stuff off the floors. She's so co-operative. She pitches in and will do anything.
Cherokee was there, and we always hug and tell each other we love them, after we trade insults.
I love to get over close to her and 'shove' her by bumping into her. She has a good sense of humor, so we 'bounce off each other' a lot.
Her husband, Steve, was there for a short while. He asked me about my old cars.
Mike, Gena's ex-husband, was there for a short visit with Renae. He's a really nice fellow, and good-looking in the mix. He's helped me out with emergency repairs a few times while Steve was gone and something broke. I'm really fond of him. I have a secret (well, not now) hope that he and Renae will 'hit it off'. They're both single now, and have a lot in common.
I think they might already be on the way.
I came home and started working on a huge doll house that I'd bought last week at Goodwill. It's stone on the outside, and I'm painting the plastic to look like real stone, in all kinds of shades of browns, grays, and beiges. It's going to look really good. I'll use it for the pigeons, because of it's size. I should take it to the Goodwill to show the ladies what I've done with it.
I didn't go to bed until around 2:00, because I had got involved in that project. So, I slept late this morning. I needed the rest.
I had gone by the Family Dollar last evening to get some cat food. Joan is making really slow progress with re-setting the shelves. I'd say she's missing her free help. She's getting a truck this morning, but there will be one volunteer that is conspicuous by her absence.
Steve and I talked last night about maybe getting a place for me to start a re-sale shop in the Rutledge area. I think, with my personality and my tremendous inventory of junk and collectibles, I'd do well, but not in Rutledge. We already have two re-sale shops, and I don't really think the economy would support another one. I'd love the interaction with all the fine folks here, and I love junk, but the market is saturated.
Grainger Gifts and Grub, a local restaurant and gift shop, is closing for good today. They only had about 6 tables, and that's not really enough seating to make a good restaurant work here.
In Grainger County, we like to see other people when we're having a meal.
My taste runs more to the likes of Down Home.
The sun is shining on Clinch Mountain, but I believe the weather could go either way. It's very cold outside. The cats are in their little houses for the warmth of the heating pads.
I feel sorry for my birds in this cold.
I will be glad for the warmth and new life of spring.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Thursday, Febuary 10, 2011 AM
Yesterday was not busy enough, for obvious reasons.
I went to lunch at Jason's over on 92, and it was pretty good food, but I don't think they will make it. There weren't any other customers in there.
I then went by the Goodwill in Rutledge to take all the ladies there a cold drink. It was packed, and it took me a long time just to buy a few toys.
I left there, and went to the Family Dollar. When I got there, Fern told me that I wouldn't be allowed to help Joan any more. She said that some customer had threatened to call corporate headquarters and report them for letting me help out there. I asked her who it was, and she said that she didn't know. I think she might be afraid that I'm after her job. But, I won't be helping out there anymore. I stayed all afternoon and talked with Joan, because I don't want her to feel like I'm mad at her.
Pepper Spradlin came in, and we sat on a stack of rugs and talked to Joan while she struggled with shelves. I wanted to help her so much, but I can't now.
She looked exhausted. Steven had to run the cash register, so he wasn't much help to her.
I called her this morning to see if she had got some rest, and she said that she's still tired.
I came home last night, took a bath, and washed my hair. I didn't sleep much last night.
I got up pretty early this morning, and saw a post from Lynn on her blog. She was really down, so I posted on her site to try to encourage her some. It must have worked, because she wrote me a nice e-mail thanking me for my post. I'm glad I'm good for something.
I told Mary to not come today, because it snowed during the night, and I wasn't sure she could get up the bluff.
The sun is shining now, and it's all bright.
I went to lunch at Jason's over on 92, and it was pretty good food, but I don't think they will make it. There weren't any other customers in there.
I then went by the Goodwill in Rutledge to take all the ladies there a cold drink. It was packed, and it took me a long time just to buy a few toys.
I left there, and went to the Family Dollar. When I got there, Fern told me that I wouldn't be allowed to help Joan any more. She said that some customer had threatened to call corporate headquarters and report them for letting me help out there. I asked her who it was, and she said that she didn't know. I think she might be afraid that I'm after her job. But, I won't be helping out there anymore. I stayed all afternoon and talked with Joan, because I don't want her to feel like I'm mad at her.
Pepper Spradlin came in, and we sat on a stack of rugs and talked to Joan while she struggled with shelves. I wanted to help her so much, but I can't now.
She looked exhausted. Steven had to run the cash register, so he wasn't much help to her.
I called her this morning to see if she had got some rest, and she said that she's still tired.
I came home last night, took a bath, and washed my hair. I didn't sleep much last night.
I got up pretty early this morning, and saw a post from Lynn on her blog. She was really down, so I posted on her site to try to encourage her some. It must have worked, because she wrote me a nice e-mail thanking me for my post. I'm glad I'm good for something.
I told Mary to not come today, because it snowed during the night, and I wasn't sure she could get up the bluff.
The sun is shining now, and it's all bright.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Wednesday, Febuary 9, 2011 AM
Wow! I've been busy!
Day before yesterday, I stayed at the Family Dollar almost all day.
Joan had heavily complimented all of us who worked so hard while she was on a week of vacation, but we don't want to seem like we're 'slacking' now.
We're re-vamping many of our products and shelving positions, and it's a real mess. We have to take all the products off the shelves, clean the shelves, hang a paper with the plans of what goes where, and put really long hanging racks onto the peg board behind the paper. Then, we have to put all the products back onto the long hooks and shelves. We're putting almost all of the stuff right back into the same places, but Joan says it has to be done.
Well,
I don't know who makes up these plans, but they don't really have much appeal to me. I figure that if something's not broken, don't go about fixing it.
Right in the middle of all this mess and useless confusion, Joan told Elaine and me that she was going to have to cut her employee's hours.
I thought Elaine was going to throttle her.
No employee even gets 40 hours now, and, with Alyson gone, we're down to 4 employees and Joan. I'm not anything...I just work there.
I don't know how Family Dollar expects the store to function.
After Joan left that evening, I took the leaf blower outside and blew off the parking lot. Customers were tracking in all kinds of trash and litter on their feet, as it had started to sleet and lightly rain. After a few minutes, Beth came out with an unbrella and made me come inside.
She's a really nice lady. I've come to enjoy her company a lot.
She's got these really cute little boys, and they think I'm so festive. One, Logan, blushes furiously every time I talk to him. He's so shy. I think he's about 6-7.
I scrubbed the floor where the buggies are usually parked that night, and Logan said "Whew!" when I mopped up the dirty water. There was a huge difference, to be sure.
Yesterday, I took my carpet shampooer up to the store to loan it to Beth. She was wanting to clean her carpets while she is off for a couple of days. She is such a worker!
I then went to help Barbara move back into her house in Blaine. I dread moving furniture. It hardly ever goes like you plan.
Things went fairly well, though.
She had everything all packed up and boxed. All the dust we stirred up gave me a terrible sinus headache, though. I don't think Barbara does much dusting.
She loved her new carpets and vinyl floors. I made her wait out in the yard until I got inside her house, then let her come in. I wanted to see the look of surprise and delight on her face when she saw the floors. I was not disapointed. She's so happy to be 'home'.
I told her to not trash her house. I think she's wanting to get Amy to clean for her. Amy cleans like a demon! Her house is spotless all the time.
I was going to give Barbara a refrigerator that has been out in Steve's garage, but when we went to get it, all the other junk in the way just looked like too much to move. Barbara said she'd just rather spend some money and get another one. I was pretty happy with that, as I didn't want to be moving all that stuff, either. I was pretty tired.
We started to Blaine, and thought we'd stop at a used furniture store down near Blaine to see if the fellow had a refrigerator that Barbara might want. He did, but Rodney Atkins was there, and the man said he thought Rodney might be wanting to buy it. Rodney stalled around for about 45 minutes, and finally we just left. We were both pretty tired, and we didn't have the patience to play waiting games with the likes of Rodney Atkins, the slum lord of Grainger County.
I took Barbara home, then drove up to the Family Dollar. There wasn't much to do, and not too many customers. Wilma Johnson came in, and she, Joan, and I talked a while.
She wants a ramp built for her mobile home, and I suggested Bobby Curl. She scoffed at that.
Well, let her pay some other man way more to do it.
I got several boxes of peal and stick floor tile at clearance price. It's a beautiful blue and white pattern. Beth had got some the other day for her rear entrance floor. I suggested that she might stick some on the panels on her door as an accent. She thinks I'm such a Drama Queen. I think she might be onto something.
I came home and got ready and went to bed.
I was whipped!
It's a beautiful day, and the sunshine makes me want to be outside.
Happiness is seeing a beautiful day and knowing who to thank.
Day before yesterday, I stayed at the Family Dollar almost all day.
Joan had heavily complimented all of us who worked so hard while she was on a week of vacation, but we don't want to seem like we're 'slacking' now.
We're re-vamping many of our products and shelving positions, and it's a real mess. We have to take all the products off the shelves, clean the shelves, hang a paper with the plans of what goes where, and put really long hanging racks onto the peg board behind the paper. Then, we have to put all the products back onto the long hooks and shelves. We're putting almost all of the stuff right back into the same places, but Joan says it has to be done.
Well,
I don't know who makes up these plans, but they don't really have much appeal to me. I figure that if something's not broken, don't go about fixing it.
Right in the middle of all this mess and useless confusion, Joan told Elaine and me that she was going to have to cut her employee's hours.
I thought Elaine was going to throttle her.
No employee even gets 40 hours now, and, with Alyson gone, we're down to 4 employees and Joan. I'm not anything...I just work there.
I don't know how Family Dollar expects the store to function.
After Joan left that evening, I took the leaf blower outside and blew off the parking lot. Customers were tracking in all kinds of trash and litter on their feet, as it had started to sleet and lightly rain. After a few minutes, Beth came out with an unbrella and made me come inside.
She's a really nice lady. I've come to enjoy her company a lot.
She's got these really cute little boys, and they think I'm so festive. One, Logan, blushes furiously every time I talk to him. He's so shy. I think he's about 6-7.
I scrubbed the floor where the buggies are usually parked that night, and Logan said "Whew!" when I mopped up the dirty water. There was a huge difference, to be sure.
Yesterday, I took my carpet shampooer up to the store to loan it to Beth. She was wanting to clean her carpets while she is off for a couple of days. She is such a worker!
I then went to help Barbara move back into her house in Blaine. I dread moving furniture. It hardly ever goes like you plan.
Things went fairly well, though.
She had everything all packed up and boxed. All the dust we stirred up gave me a terrible sinus headache, though. I don't think Barbara does much dusting.
She loved her new carpets and vinyl floors. I made her wait out in the yard until I got inside her house, then let her come in. I wanted to see the look of surprise and delight on her face when she saw the floors. I was not disapointed. She's so happy to be 'home'.
I told her to not trash her house. I think she's wanting to get Amy to clean for her. Amy cleans like a demon! Her house is spotless all the time.
I was going to give Barbara a refrigerator that has been out in Steve's garage, but when we went to get it, all the other junk in the way just looked like too much to move. Barbara said she'd just rather spend some money and get another one. I was pretty happy with that, as I didn't want to be moving all that stuff, either. I was pretty tired.
We started to Blaine, and thought we'd stop at a used furniture store down near Blaine to see if the fellow had a refrigerator that Barbara might want. He did, but Rodney Atkins was there, and the man said he thought Rodney might be wanting to buy it. Rodney stalled around for about 45 minutes, and finally we just left. We were both pretty tired, and we didn't have the patience to play waiting games with the likes of Rodney Atkins, the slum lord of Grainger County.
I took Barbara home, then drove up to the Family Dollar. There wasn't much to do, and not too many customers. Wilma Johnson came in, and she, Joan, and I talked a while.
She wants a ramp built for her mobile home, and I suggested Bobby Curl. She scoffed at that.
Well, let her pay some other man way more to do it.
I got several boxes of peal and stick floor tile at clearance price. It's a beautiful blue and white pattern. Beth had got some the other day for her rear entrance floor. I suggested that she might stick some on the panels on her door as an accent. She thinks I'm such a Drama Queen. I think she might be onto something.
I came home and got ready and went to bed.
I was whipped!
It's a beautiful day, and the sunshine makes me want to be outside.
Happiness is seeing a beautiful day and knowing who to thank.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Monday, Febuary 7, 2011
Yesterday morning was NOT a good morning. I had not slept well, and I went back to bed after feeding the cats and reading my on-line devotionals. I also checked the obituaries from the Knoxville News Sentinel, to see if I was in there.
I got up about 10:00, and lazed about in the house for a while, then felt like I had to get myself together and get up to the Family Dollar.
We were all determined to make Joan proud when she came back this morning. To get ahead of myself, she is jubilent!
I worked putting up 're-packs', which are large plastic cartons of merchandise of all kinds packed willy-nilly, and have to be put onto the stock racks. There might be children's socks, tooth paste, hair ribbons, gift wrap, and nail files in the same package, and they all have to be seperated and took to the proper place in the store for display and sale.
It's a LOT of walking, and it takes WAY longer that routine stock replacement.
It looked like it would be a fairly quiet day, but it wasn't.
After church time, the customers came in like a flood. They've got their checks and food stamps, and they're sure using them. NOT for useful items, but for cheap junk, videos, and things that are not useful for the long run.
There's so much waste!
After we got stock 'racked', we worked at 'fronting'. That's pulling all the merchandise to the front of the shelves and racks, to make it look like we have a lot more things to sell than we actually do. Joan likes everything to look even. It amazes me how customers will knock four boxes of laundry detergent sideways to get one box. They will also knock down ten pairs of shoes to get one color or size they need. They could, it seems to me, just reach around the other pairs until they get what they want. It's a constant battle to keep things neat.
We also find a LOT of empty blister packs and packages that have been opened and the merchandise removed. It's almost always things that people don't need. It's toys, nail polish, flavored food items, and scented candles. It intrigues me that people will steal a religious candle to burn so that Mary will bless them. My My.
Barbara called me to make sure that I can move her on Tuesday.
I bought a bunch of soups that Fern had marked down for clearance. Some of them are Cream of Mushroom, and I'm alergic to mushrooms, so I'll pass them along to Barbara.
She will be delighted when she reads this, and she's always happy to read my writings.
She would die before she'd admit it, though.
In the late afternoon, Jeri, Elaine's daughter, and I started cleaning floors. Beth told me to clean the west side of the store aisles, and she would clean the east side. We could meet in the middle.
I told her she might get there before I would, as I planned to do a really good job.
Jeri was a really good helper, and got down on her knees with me and scrubbed spots off the floor that mopping wouldn't touch. I told her that she could make a lot fo money cleaning houses in this area for people, and she seemed interested. I also offered to make her a poster to advertise her services. She's a really nice lady (21), and so very pretty.
All of Elaine's children are beautiful. They're really nice kids, too. They're well-mannered and very devoted to their mother.
Jeri and I scrubbed the floors until 8:45, when we had to quit and help Elaine get ready to close.
I tackled some spots where a huge pallet of dog food had set for a long time. I think wax had built up there, and it was really hard to get the spots gone, but I did get rid of them. Elaine told me that the 'floor man' said they couldn't be gotten up, and I told her 'the floor woman' got them up just fine. She loved that.
About 9:05, Bobby Crumply came to the door, but it was already locked. I saw him, and asked Elaine if I could open the door and ask him what he wanted. She said it would be OK, and he said he just wanted some laundry detergent and a six-pack of coke. Elaine had only closed one of the registers, so I let him in and he got his merchandise. He looked at me and grinned like a possum. I could tell he was pleased that I helped him, and that I had a little clout.
I'm always glad to help any of my neighbors, and it was no trouble. It probably was handy for him, as the Dollar Store was closed, too, and he couldn't get what he needed anywhere else that time of night. He lives here on our road, and I like him. All my neighbors are good folk.
I was really tired last night, but it was such a happy tired feeling. I want to make Joan look good to her superiors. I called her this morning to see what she thought of our efforts, and she was thrilled. I told her to walk back where those spots were, and she exclaimed "They're gone!"
She said that the store looked and smelled great.
We all wanted to make it nice for her return. She's too tired to have to come back to a messy store and have to put up stock.
She said she finished her kitchen floor last night, and she's so proud of it.
She's a great friend, and I'm glad to help make her happy.
Friends are jewels that time and trials polish.
I got up about 10:00, and lazed about in the house for a while, then felt like I had to get myself together and get up to the Family Dollar.
We were all determined to make Joan proud when she came back this morning. To get ahead of myself, she is jubilent!
I worked putting up 're-packs', which are large plastic cartons of merchandise of all kinds packed willy-nilly, and have to be put onto the stock racks. There might be children's socks, tooth paste, hair ribbons, gift wrap, and nail files in the same package, and they all have to be seperated and took to the proper place in the store for display and sale.
It's a LOT of walking, and it takes WAY longer that routine stock replacement.
It looked like it would be a fairly quiet day, but it wasn't.
After church time, the customers came in like a flood. They've got their checks and food stamps, and they're sure using them. NOT for useful items, but for cheap junk, videos, and things that are not useful for the long run.
There's so much waste!
After we got stock 'racked', we worked at 'fronting'. That's pulling all the merchandise to the front of the shelves and racks, to make it look like we have a lot more things to sell than we actually do. Joan likes everything to look even. It amazes me how customers will knock four boxes of laundry detergent sideways to get one box. They will also knock down ten pairs of shoes to get one color or size they need. They could, it seems to me, just reach around the other pairs until they get what they want. It's a constant battle to keep things neat.
We also find a LOT of empty blister packs and packages that have been opened and the merchandise removed. It's almost always things that people don't need. It's toys, nail polish, flavored food items, and scented candles. It intrigues me that people will steal a religious candle to burn so that Mary will bless them. My My.
Barbara called me to make sure that I can move her on Tuesday.
I bought a bunch of soups that Fern had marked down for clearance. Some of them are Cream of Mushroom, and I'm alergic to mushrooms, so I'll pass them along to Barbara.
She will be delighted when she reads this, and she's always happy to read my writings.
She would die before she'd admit it, though.
In the late afternoon, Jeri, Elaine's daughter, and I started cleaning floors. Beth told me to clean the west side of the store aisles, and she would clean the east side. We could meet in the middle.
I told her she might get there before I would, as I planned to do a really good job.
Jeri was a really good helper, and got down on her knees with me and scrubbed spots off the floor that mopping wouldn't touch. I told her that she could make a lot fo money cleaning houses in this area for people, and she seemed interested. I also offered to make her a poster to advertise her services. She's a really nice lady (21), and so very pretty.
All of Elaine's children are beautiful. They're really nice kids, too. They're well-mannered and very devoted to their mother.
Jeri and I scrubbed the floors until 8:45, when we had to quit and help Elaine get ready to close.
I tackled some spots where a huge pallet of dog food had set for a long time. I think wax had built up there, and it was really hard to get the spots gone, but I did get rid of them. Elaine told me that the 'floor man' said they couldn't be gotten up, and I told her 'the floor woman' got them up just fine. She loved that.
About 9:05, Bobby Crumply came to the door, but it was already locked. I saw him, and asked Elaine if I could open the door and ask him what he wanted. She said it would be OK, and he said he just wanted some laundry detergent and a six-pack of coke. Elaine had only closed one of the registers, so I let him in and he got his merchandise. He looked at me and grinned like a possum. I could tell he was pleased that I helped him, and that I had a little clout.
I'm always glad to help any of my neighbors, and it was no trouble. It probably was handy for him, as the Dollar Store was closed, too, and he couldn't get what he needed anywhere else that time of night. He lives here on our road, and I like him. All my neighbors are good folk.
I was really tired last night, but it was such a happy tired feeling. I want to make Joan look good to her superiors. I called her this morning to see what she thought of our efforts, and she was thrilled. I told her to walk back where those spots were, and she exclaimed "They're gone!"
She said that the store looked and smelled great.
We all wanted to make it nice for her return. She's too tired to have to come back to a messy store and have to put up stock.
She said she finished her kitchen floor last night, and she's so proud of it.
She's a great friend, and I'm glad to help make her happy.
Friends are jewels that time and trials polish.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Sunday, Febuary 6, 2011 AM
I haven't posted is several days. I've been really busy.
If I repeat myself, I'm sorry.
Joan called the other day to say that David needed his truck, so I had to go get my share of the laminate floor covering. There's a LOT of it. She showed me around David's tractor garage, and I loved it!
He has some of the neatest junk. I just love junk.
He was pleased to see me ogle his things, and he was surprised at all I knew about his gadgets and tools.
Joan's kitchen is too dark for me, but it's her choice.
I then went to the Family Dollar to put out stock with Steven. Steve had not left yet, so he had to come up and tell me goodby at the store. The girls there had not met him, and he 'combed' them.
They loved it.
About 4:00 (this is Friday) I quit putting out stock, and started cleaning the floors under the gondola racks. There was so much sticky dirt under there, and it made the store look nasty.
When I quit putting out stock, Steven quit, too. He just hung around the cash register cubicle the rest of the evening, until quitting time. He and Elaine were the only ones there who were employees. Adrian Cameron came in and we visited for a while in one of the asiles during a quite time. He told me the truth about Rhonda Reagan's behavior when she had left office as the County Court Clerk.
She had locked the office doors, taped brown paper over the windows, and shredded documents for two weeks. It's hard telling what all records and papers she destroyed. She fired all the employees who had worked under her, and Sherry Clifton, the new office holder, had to start from scratch when she entered office. I would have never thought that she would behave in such a way.
Renae came in to get some nails and screws to put up some curtain rods she bought, and we chatted a while. She needed some lamps for her living room, and I offered to give her a set. I found out later that they are now gone, and I had to substitute another one that I had.
I took them to the Goodwill Saturday morning.
Friday night, I slept fairly well, but woke up about 3:00 and couldn't go back to sleep for quite a while. Then I slept late Saturday morning. I got up and out of the house fairly quickly, and took Renae her things. She's wanting a coffee table and some end tables I'm giving her, and I'll have to get them loaded and up to the Goodwill for her.
I went by the Goodwill to drop off Renae's things Saturday morning, and then went to the Family Dollar to try to help out some.
It was like a bee hive. It's check time, and everyone in the county seemed to be trying to buy out all the stores. We were really busy, and so many boxes and bottles wound up on the floor. I kept picking up things all day, until finally the crowds died down around 2:00-3:00. We hadn't even had time for lunch.
After lunch, I started cleaning the floors under the racks, and that's a time-consuming chore.
I started in the far rear end of the store, on the left. I'm going to work my way all the way to the front, but it's going to take quite some time to get it all done. It amazed me at all the things I pulled out from under those counters. I had to change my water bucket several times throughout the day.
Beth kept herself busy cleaning up all the leaves that blew in the door every time someone else came in. I'd guess we picked up several bushels of them throughout the day.
The wind was really strong, and it was COLD!
I left at 8:45, and came home and worked getting a little done here before a bath and bed. I was exhausted, but woke again in the middle of the night. I painted some craft things, and then got sleepy and went back to bed. I feel like I've got a bit of a cold, so I'm sluggish today.
If I repeat myself, I'm sorry.
Joan called the other day to say that David needed his truck, so I had to go get my share of the laminate floor covering. There's a LOT of it. She showed me around David's tractor garage, and I loved it!
He has some of the neatest junk. I just love junk.
He was pleased to see me ogle his things, and he was surprised at all I knew about his gadgets and tools.
Joan's kitchen is too dark for me, but it's her choice.
I then went to the Family Dollar to put out stock with Steven. Steve had not left yet, so he had to come up and tell me goodby at the store. The girls there had not met him, and he 'combed' them.
They loved it.
About 4:00 (this is Friday) I quit putting out stock, and started cleaning the floors under the gondola racks. There was so much sticky dirt under there, and it made the store look nasty.
When I quit putting out stock, Steven quit, too. He just hung around the cash register cubicle the rest of the evening, until quitting time. He and Elaine were the only ones there who were employees. Adrian Cameron came in and we visited for a while in one of the asiles during a quite time. He told me the truth about Rhonda Reagan's behavior when she had left office as the County Court Clerk.
She had locked the office doors, taped brown paper over the windows, and shredded documents for two weeks. It's hard telling what all records and papers she destroyed. She fired all the employees who had worked under her, and Sherry Clifton, the new office holder, had to start from scratch when she entered office. I would have never thought that she would behave in such a way.
Renae came in to get some nails and screws to put up some curtain rods she bought, and we chatted a while. She needed some lamps for her living room, and I offered to give her a set. I found out later that they are now gone, and I had to substitute another one that I had.
I took them to the Goodwill Saturday morning.
Friday night, I slept fairly well, but woke up about 3:00 and couldn't go back to sleep for quite a while. Then I slept late Saturday morning. I got up and out of the house fairly quickly, and took Renae her things. She's wanting a coffee table and some end tables I'm giving her, and I'll have to get them loaded and up to the Goodwill for her.
I went by the Goodwill to drop off Renae's things Saturday morning, and then went to the Family Dollar to try to help out some.
It was like a bee hive. It's check time, and everyone in the county seemed to be trying to buy out all the stores. We were really busy, and so many boxes and bottles wound up on the floor. I kept picking up things all day, until finally the crowds died down around 2:00-3:00. We hadn't even had time for lunch.
After lunch, I started cleaning the floors under the racks, and that's a time-consuming chore.
I started in the far rear end of the store, on the left. I'm going to work my way all the way to the front, but it's going to take quite some time to get it all done. It amazed me at all the things I pulled out from under those counters. I had to change my water bucket several times throughout the day.
Beth kept herself busy cleaning up all the leaves that blew in the door every time someone else came in. I'd guess we picked up several bushels of them throughout the day.
The wind was really strong, and it was COLD!
I left at 8:45, and came home and worked getting a little done here before a bath and bed. I was exhausted, but woke again in the middle of the night. I painted some craft things, and then got sleepy and went back to bed. I feel like I've got a bit of a cold, so I'm sluggish today.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Thursday, Febuary 3, 2011
I can't believe we're already into the second month of the year.
So many events. Some day, I can imagine my kin reading this log and shaking their heads at some of my activities and thoughts. I think they already do.
Yesterday was very cold and windy.
The morning was filled with home activities. Steve and I went to the Down Home for lunch. I asked him if it would be alright for me to go to the Goodwill in the afternoon to do some volunteer work. He didn't mind. When I walked in the door, Kelly yelled out for all the store to hear that I had done a fantastic job of cleaning the sorting room the day before. I was a little surprised at that.
Then, Angie told me how much she appreciated my efforts on their behalf. More wonder.
About 15 minutes later, Renae came back into the sorting room and complimented me on my work of the day before. I must have been a dynamo!
I got to work making more room for the goods that were to arrive on the truck. A little later, Cherokee came back into the sorting room. I told her all about the praise I had got from the management, and she said that she hadn't gotten any good words from them. I said, "Well, I appreciate your good work. I couldn't have done what I did unless you had done what you did."
She thanked me, and told me that she wished that others would recognise her efforts. I gave her a hug and told her that she was a valuable volunteer.
Carzel came in shortly after, but she always works the floor, hanging up dropped clothing articles and keeping things neat.
I bought a really nice floor lamp, and got a great bargain on a beautiful white chest of drawers for Elaine, one of the ladies at Family Dollar. Her daughters need drawer space. It's really elegant, and I got it for 50% off, considering my senior discount and my volunteer discount.
Steve wanted to go to Lowe's at 4:00, so I hurried and then came home to go with him.
He wasn't ready, of course.
He's still working on all those cameras.
He finally got ready about 5:15, and we went over there. I always look for the mis-tinted paint, but there wasn't anything I wanted. I got some paneling nails. Steve was going to buy some plywood and sheetrock screws, but he didn't. We have almost everything we need to do anything with right here at home.
We came home and had some lovely beef stew Steve had made. It made the house smell so good.
I talked with Joan a while. She's re-doing her kitchen, and is working herself to death. She is exhausted, I could tell even over the phone.
I slept fairly well last night
The outer side of my left foot is hurting really badly. It's where a podiatrist (Dr. Holt) did surgery to cut my Plantar's Ligaments several years ago. It was supposed to help with the pain of my Plantar's Faceitus, but it didn't. Now I have these pains that feel like someone has stabbed a knife into my foot from the heel about half-way to my little toe. I need about one more thing to worry me.
The weather this morning is cold, but the sunshine/overcast could go either way.
So many events. Some day, I can imagine my kin reading this log and shaking their heads at some of my activities and thoughts. I think they already do.
Yesterday was very cold and windy.
The morning was filled with home activities. Steve and I went to the Down Home for lunch. I asked him if it would be alright for me to go to the Goodwill in the afternoon to do some volunteer work. He didn't mind. When I walked in the door, Kelly yelled out for all the store to hear that I had done a fantastic job of cleaning the sorting room the day before. I was a little surprised at that.
Then, Angie told me how much she appreciated my efforts on their behalf. More wonder.
About 15 minutes later, Renae came back into the sorting room and complimented me on my work of the day before. I must have been a dynamo!
I got to work making more room for the goods that were to arrive on the truck. A little later, Cherokee came back into the sorting room. I told her all about the praise I had got from the management, and she said that she hadn't gotten any good words from them. I said, "Well, I appreciate your good work. I couldn't have done what I did unless you had done what you did."
She thanked me, and told me that she wished that others would recognise her efforts. I gave her a hug and told her that she was a valuable volunteer.
Carzel came in shortly after, but she always works the floor, hanging up dropped clothing articles and keeping things neat.
I bought a really nice floor lamp, and got a great bargain on a beautiful white chest of drawers for Elaine, one of the ladies at Family Dollar. Her daughters need drawer space. It's really elegant, and I got it for 50% off, considering my senior discount and my volunteer discount.
Steve wanted to go to Lowe's at 4:00, so I hurried and then came home to go with him.
He wasn't ready, of course.
He's still working on all those cameras.
He finally got ready about 5:15, and we went over there. I always look for the mis-tinted paint, but there wasn't anything I wanted. I got some paneling nails. Steve was going to buy some plywood and sheetrock screws, but he didn't. We have almost everything we need to do anything with right here at home.
We came home and had some lovely beef stew Steve had made. It made the house smell so good.
I talked with Joan a while. She's re-doing her kitchen, and is working herself to death. She is exhausted, I could tell even over the phone.
I slept fairly well last night
The outer side of my left foot is hurting really badly. It's where a podiatrist (Dr. Holt) did surgery to cut my Plantar's Ligaments several years ago. It was supposed to help with the pain of my Plantar's Faceitus, but it didn't. Now I have these pains that feel like someone has stabbed a knife into my foot from the heel about half-way to my little toe. I need about one more thing to worry me.
The weather this morning is cold, but the sunshine/overcast could go either way.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Wednesday Febuary 2, 2011 AM
The threat about my discontinuing this blog may become reality very soon. This computer and the modem is all hosed up, and Steve says I no longer know how to use a computer, and that I'm just doing everything wrong. I've been working on a computer for many years, and NOW I'm doing everything wrong. Perhaps it's time for another venue. The computer has 'dumped' my posts for several days, and it's terribly frustrating to work hard on an essay, just to have it disapear into cyberspace when you want to post the finished product.
A brief catch-up. Barbara and I went to Norma's funeral. It was NOT a good experience.
Smith's had WAY overstuffed her breasts, and they stuck up way out of the coffin. You could see them from the back of the chapel.
The singers were terrible. The pianist did fairly well, but played 'Beautiful Star of Bethleham'. I thought she sounded self-taught.
A few people came over to speak to me, telling me that they had known me for some time. I didn't remember many of them.
Gary Satterfield did a fair job, but he's not my kind of preacher. He 'preached her into heaven'.
Bobby was drunker than Cootie Brown, and could hardly stand up, but did not make a scene.
Yesterday was a dismal day. Steve had an appointment at Dr. Duck's to get blood work done.
They just called to say that all his levels are acceptable, but his testerone is low, so he's going to step up it's dosage. That means he just needs God in his life to make him a little nicer, and perhaps some classes in anger management.
While he was at Dr. Duck's, he let me off at the Goodwill. Renae and Angie were the only two people in the store, and Renae asked me if I would consider coming back up later to do some volunteer work for them. The sorting room was packed half way to the ceiling, and they were getting a truck this morning.
I came home, dropped Steve off, and went back to work for her. She wanted me to unpack boxes and try to make room for the stuff coming on the truck today. I worked for three hours, and you could really see a difference. I bought just a few things, and Renae was so grateful for the help.
Cherokee came in about 30 minutes before I left. She's not too quick. Carzele started her afternoon shift at 2:00, and that helped. I had to get back home, though, as the pot needed watching. It boils often and furiously.
I worked on putting some insulation under the Hut yesterday afternoon. That's a messy job. Some of the foam rubber I'm using had been stored in my garage, and Steve (in one of his 'cleaning' frenzies, had piled all kinds of stuff all over it, so there was a lot of dusty digging before I could even get to it.
I'm going to cut it into sections and press it into the spaces between the floor joists, then come back with sheet styrofoam and cover it all. That should make for a warm floor.
I had chunks of styrofoam in my hair last night, so I had to shampoo when I bathed.
I couldn't sleep, so I got up about 2:00 and took half a Lortab and a Benadryl for my sinuses. When they kicked in, I went back to bed, but slept late this morning.
The sunshine is beautiful on Clinch Mountain. It's really windy. One of Steve's outside cameras blew down last night. He had duct taped it to a board, which he then propped between two of the gables on the house. There's nothing like having the great intellect of an electronic engineer to install mechanical devices. It looks like Jack Higgs works here.
The sun/Son calls me.
A brief catch-up. Barbara and I went to Norma's funeral. It was NOT a good experience.
Smith's had WAY overstuffed her breasts, and they stuck up way out of the coffin. You could see them from the back of the chapel.
The singers were terrible. The pianist did fairly well, but played 'Beautiful Star of Bethleham'. I thought she sounded self-taught.
A few people came over to speak to me, telling me that they had known me for some time. I didn't remember many of them.
Gary Satterfield did a fair job, but he's not my kind of preacher. He 'preached her into heaven'.
Bobby was drunker than Cootie Brown, and could hardly stand up, but did not make a scene.
Yesterday was a dismal day. Steve had an appointment at Dr. Duck's to get blood work done.
They just called to say that all his levels are acceptable, but his testerone is low, so he's going to step up it's dosage. That means he just needs God in his life to make him a little nicer, and perhaps some classes in anger management.
While he was at Dr. Duck's, he let me off at the Goodwill. Renae and Angie were the only two people in the store, and Renae asked me if I would consider coming back up later to do some volunteer work for them. The sorting room was packed half way to the ceiling, and they were getting a truck this morning.
I came home, dropped Steve off, and went back to work for her. She wanted me to unpack boxes and try to make room for the stuff coming on the truck today. I worked for three hours, and you could really see a difference. I bought just a few things, and Renae was so grateful for the help.
Cherokee came in about 30 minutes before I left. She's not too quick. Carzele started her afternoon shift at 2:00, and that helped. I had to get back home, though, as the pot needed watching. It boils often and furiously.
I worked on putting some insulation under the Hut yesterday afternoon. That's a messy job. Some of the foam rubber I'm using had been stored in my garage, and Steve (in one of his 'cleaning' frenzies, had piled all kinds of stuff all over it, so there was a lot of dusty digging before I could even get to it.
I'm going to cut it into sections and press it into the spaces between the floor joists, then come back with sheet styrofoam and cover it all. That should make for a warm floor.
I had chunks of styrofoam in my hair last night, so I had to shampoo when I bathed.
I couldn't sleep, so I got up about 2:00 and took half a Lortab and a Benadryl for my sinuses. When they kicked in, I went back to bed, but slept late this morning.
The sunshine is beautiful on Clinch Mountain. It's really windy. One of Steve's outside cameras blew down last night. He had duct taped it to a board, which he then propped between two of the gables on the house. There's nothing like having the great intellect of an electronic engineer to install mechanical devices. It looks like Jack Higgs works here.
The sun/Son calls me.
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