just kidding! we are not screwed! we fixed his car for a mere $400 AND i'm getting a raise next week! hurrah, hurrah! yay us!
well, as i am in the throes of retail boredom here at the ol' fabric store, i may as well post on my pathetically out of date blog. by way of an update, i will say that elliott is enjoying his job making maps for a high-tech company and is doing a smashing job of supporting me in my lame first attempt at a career job. (haha, pause to laugh, thank you.) we are now 8 months into marriage and digging it! of course, there has to be a downside, it's not all roses at the just-breaching-middle-class mark, no; in order to skim the bottom of middle class elli must work the night shift (read: 4:00 pm to 12:30 am-ish), while my skirmish in retail hell lasts from 10 am to 6 pm. did you catch the overlap, people? throw in the fact that i get up at 7 am to go running every morning and i can't stay up past eleven if my life depended on it. i do try, though. it just doesn't work out all that well... i usually end up lying in an unflattering heap on the bed, one of my limbs in a position i don't remember putting it, with my head at the foot of the bed and my feet somewhere else entirely. i wish i could stay up. but, most weeks we get saturdays together where he indulges my ability to windowshop furniture like no one else, and most mornings (even when he works till 2 am) he'll still get up at 8:30 to have coffee with me before i head out into the bright sunshine to fill murfreesboro's need for upholstery fabric.
Okay, so during all the horrible fuss and bad times that have pretty much defined the identity of my store lately, I must fess up to COMPLETELY FORGETTING MY SISTER'S BIRTHDAY. Am I awful or what? Happy natal day, Big J. For your enjoyment I make you a birthday poem to make up for my belatedness.
well, as mother didn't believe me, i will post something new and hopefully less distasteful than my last effort. so i promise no more talk of indiginous peoples and their attire unless it is absolutely crucial to the conversation. what i am doing today is ragging on my mom, who, last time i tried to call her on the phone and bridge the 3000 mile gap with pleasant conversation, was in her 'i don't want to speak to you' mood, and it hurt my feelings! (Mom!) shame on you mom!! i mean, i know i didn't just have a baby or anything, but if that's what it takes to get you in conversation maybe i'll just give it a try...
A new post, for all clammoring for more of my own special concoction of gigglery. Just be aware, you requested more blogging, so what that means is you're going to get stream-of-consciousness stuff. So don't blame me for what follows.
I am at work. There is a lull between customers and I am about to amuse myself by vacuuming up all the little fringy pieces that fall off of our fabric bolts all while trying to not burn out the vacuum-cleaner motor by winding those little fringy pieces around the sweeper. It's quite a task, because this is a very large-ish store. But this is how I pass my days; I keep up with the bookkeeping end of things here and help little old color-starved ladies find the perfect floral tapestry fabric to complement their husband's older-than-dirt smoking chair. I actually have a good time doing that. so now i am going to go and clean the store, la-dee-dah, because that is an important thing to do and i am the managing person and should set a good example for the plebians.