First things first. Today, for the first time since my hair started to fall out, I appeared in public without a hat. It felt good. I was high in the stands at the Comcast center watching the Lady Terps play Duke. I got a few weird looks and a few understanding looks but mostly I just I was just one of the many people enjoying the game. By the way it was a good game and we won. I was ready to test the public waters hatlessly and the test went well. It felt good.
I'm not ready to go to work hatless, or to go out to dinner hatless but I think I can go to a store hatless. Life is good.
Work was interesting today. Lots and lots of people but not much mess. I found a few books here and there to put away, but no one left stacks and stacks of books. And people who do leave stacks of books irritate the heck out of me. but the people who leave dirty dishes and fast food trash are the ones I really want to beat the heck out of.
I enjoyed seeing dads read to and chase toddlers around the store. I found books for pleasant people and I watched a 30 something year old woman read beginning readers to her self. I guess she was learning to read because she was sitting by herself going through a stack of easy books. I didn't realize what she was doing until I was putting away a stack of beginning readers. I stood about a foot from her and heard her read to herself. She got all the words right but wasn't really comfortable. The words didn't flow smoothly and comfortably. She will get there. Listening to her made my day.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Thanks Good Looking
I love the card. You are right, my hair will grow in it's own good time.
I am taking your advice to heart. Someday my hair will come. Maybe.
Luckily I don't need hair for work. I am now a Lead in the children's section. A promotion. Life is good.
Full time is, for me,thirty hours a week but these days 30 hours feels a lot like 50 or 60. I'm tired by the end of my week and usually spend one day sleeping 14 or more hours. I dare say things will get better.
The second day off each week is better. I have fun. I am making quilts and learning new techniques. I made one for my sister in law for Christmas, I completed a whole one and the top of the second for Al and I'm working on plans for a new quilt for Albert. He'll need one for college and wants Coastal Carolina's colors, teal and bronze. I'm thinking I'll do a sampler quilt for him showcasing various stars and squares. He also wants the letters CCU prominently displayed. I can do that.
I forgot to say, Albert has been accepted at his first choice school Coastal Carolina University. Life is good.
I am taking your advice to heart. Someday my hair will come. Maybe.
Luckily I don't need hair for work. I am now a Lead in the children's section. A promotion. Life is good.
Full time is, for me,thirty hours a week but these days 30 hours feels a lot like 50 or 60. I'm tired by the end of my week and usually spend one day sleeping 14 or more hours. I dare say things will get better.
The second day off each week is better. I have fun. I am making quilts and learning new techniques. I made one for my sister in law for Christmas, I completed a whole one and the top of the second for Al and I'm working on plans for a new quilt for Albert. He'll need one for college and wants Coastal Carolina's colors, teal and bronze. I'm thinking I'll do a sampler quilt for him showcasing various stars and squares. He also wants the letters CCU prominently displayed. I can do that.
I forgot to say, Albert has been accepted at his first choice school Coastal Carolina University. Life is good.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Maybe It Is Starting to Grow
I can't see any new hair, but Al says it's growing in. GL and Sweetie both thought it was growing. Maybe. But if so it is not growing in fast enough. I want more hair and I want it now.
This next has absolutely nothing to do with hair, but it's what is on my mind. The longer I work at the book store the more I get annoyed with people who leave a huge mess. It is a bookstore. I don't expect people to put there books away. But I do expect them to throw out their trash and bring their dirty dishes back to the cafe.
Yesterday was one of the days when I wanted to lecture several mothers. Two sets of mom's and toddlers came in at the same time. The moms sat and read magazines while the toddlers ran around pulling books of the shelves. That wasn't the problem. It happens a lot. Most moms either put the books away or put them in a stack. These mom's left the books scattered all over the kid's department. Several of the books were upside down (breaks the spine of the book) and one of the kids tore a page out of the book and scattered the paper around. Grr.
Oh well, it is part of the job and I can always go and mutter about them to coworkers and friends. And I do. It makes me happy.
I am working full time (30 hours) now. We wanted dental insurance and I needed to work 30 hours a week to qualify, I want to become the child's lead and I need to work 30 hours to do that and Al and I want to pay for the new house and I need to work 30 hours. The 30 hours isn't bad, but it is an adjustment. I am used to having more time to knit, quilt, sleep or goof off. I miss that goof off time. In addition I spend more time around messy, arrogant people who could clean up after themselves.
This next has absolutely nothing to do with hair, but it's what is on my mind. The longer I work at the book store the more I get annoyed with people who leave a huge mess. It is a bookstore. I don't expect people to put there books away. But I do expect them to throw out their trash and bring their dirty dishes back to the cafe.
Yesterday was one of the days when I wanted to lecture several mothers. Two sets of mom's and toddlers came in at the same time. The moms sat and read magazines while the toddlers ran around pulling books of the shelves. That wasn't the problem. It happens a lot. Most moms either put the books away or put them in a stack. These mom's left the books scattered all over the kid's department. Several of the books were upside down (breaks the spine of the book) and one of the kids tore a page out of the book and scattered the paper around. Grr.
Oh well, it is part of the job and I can always go and mutter about them to coworkers and friends. And I do. It makes me happy.
I am working full time (30 hours) now. We wanted dental insurance and I needed to work 30 hours a week to qualify, I want to become the child's lead and I need to work 30 hours to do that and Al and I want to pay for the new house and I need to work 30 hours. The 30 hours isn't bad, but it is an adjustment. I am used to having more time to knit, quilt, sleep or goof off. I miss that goof off time. In addition I spend more time around messy, arrogant people who could clean up after themselves.
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