Hey, y'all...I'm late in writing again, it's been a couple of days. Recently, I am trying to understand when I'll have time to work, good heavens, I am busy all the time. I seem to meet myself coming and going, and I wonder when this happened to my life.
Yesterday, I had to hurry to the ICS in the morning, Craig had not had a day off in more than a week, and I thought it was time that he have at least a day to play basketball, and an old friend of his was in town. So, I sent him on his merry way, and that's when all hell broke loose at the store. It was a beautiful day in the Dutch Village, and there was not one quiet moment. I cooked a zillion sandwiches, ran out of several things, and made about a thousand chocolate malts. It seems that once one thing is ordered in the morning, the rest of the day, that's the popular item. It's a very strange phenomenon...and yesterday, it was the beef crumbler and the chocolate malt. By five pm, I could no longer walk, just getting to my car was an issue. When the evening staff showed up, I was out of there, and I felt bad leaving, I knew they were going to be way busy and short handed. Usually, a Monday is slow. But living in this wonderful state of Iowa, we are all starved for sunshine and warmth, and no one was going to let it get away from them without ice cream. Which is great, after all, that's why we HAVE the store, but some days, for me, it's overwhelming. I am coming to the conclusion that I cannot physically work there, it's just too hard. That thought makes me both sad and really MAD. I mean, I am not trying to dig ditches here, and I'm NOT that old. I do NOT like any limitations put on me. I guess that's all I'm going to say about that.
Needless to say, this morning, I am dying in pain. Last night was literally unbearable, I had to take a whole pill, which of course, knocked me right out. I am praying that I do not get so physically worn out in my new job, it should be easy, but there will be days that I will have to be on my feel continually. It really worries me. I suppose there is nothing that can be done about the physical problems that linger after my issues last winter, although once I have health insurance again, you can bet that I will find out. I am not going to give in just yet.
Today, I am so behind in my book work, I have been doing just enough to get by, for the store, for my own finances, for old owner at the garage, and I'm behind. This will be the only day I can get caught up, and I'd better make good use of the time. Tomorrow, I am heading out before sunrise to meet up with Soul in Wichita, and I cannot wait. We will have almost 24 hours, always before it's been just a few hours here and there. Plus, there will be no husbands, and that will be a first, too. I suspect our little slumber party will leave us both exhausted, so Thursday will be spent driving home and crashing once there. Friday, the deal at the dealership should close, and I have alot to do for that. At some point before I leave on Sunday, Mark and I have to get to the city for a little apartment hunting...I have no idea when. And then of course, I leave for two weeks. That is going to be really hard. I'm not complaining, seriously, but it will be difficult. There are so many things here at home that can only be done by me, so a little fore-thought will be necessary. I am feeling somewhat bewildered at the thought of it all, but like everything else, it will be fine. I need and want the training that I will go for, so it's necessary. And when I get back, I'll jump right into the new job. Sometime this month, we need to move. Ugh. HELP!!
I guess I'd better get myself going, time's a wastin'...
I will not be posting before I get back here on Thursday. I will take some time today and find out what's happening with all of you and make it to your blogs. I hope everyone has a wonderful couple of days and I will see you back here, same bat time, same bat channel, on Thursday. Later.