oh, mondays.

Mine was actually going fairly well until I left for work. I had been helping my mom clean out one of her rental properties so she could get it ready for the new tenants to move in; despite spiderwebs and dust galore, it wasn't too difficult.

I came home, put on some makeup and decent clothes, and was primed to get to Boone early, with extra time to run a couple of errands beforehand. While coming to a stop at the exit of my neighborhood, I realized that my chap stick (which for me is a tiny pot of Vaseline) was going to be needed soon, and thought "Hey, why not pull it out right now?" Forgetting that my purse and its contents had been in the sweltering sun all morning. As well as the fact that said pot of Vaseline had completely melted because of that exposure.

So, instead of getting relief from my chapped lips, I was promptly moisturised from torso to knees with liquid Vaseline, forcing me to go back home, stick my clothes in the freezer (to try and scrape the stuff off later), change into new clothes, and speed to work so I wouldn't be late. Additionally, it got on the seat of my car as well as on some dashboard instruments. Sigh.

Work wasn't bad today, though. It was fairly slow, but the people who came in usually bought something, so it didn't matter much in the end. Had a couple of hilarious older ladies (I'm guessing 50/60ish) come in midway through my shift -- one was looking for a flower arrangement for her daughter's house. After finding something simple, she ended up buying a hurricane vase for herself as well. 

Anyway, as she paid, she was attempting to justify the purchase to me and to her friend. I said something like, 'Oh, well at least this vase is fairly small. It won't make for clutter." She laughed and said, '"Oh, my house is just a closetful of shit right now! I definitely don't need any more clutter!"

Which just made me love her. We discussed that, as well as the fact that her newlywed daughter might or might not be pregnant. It doesn't sound like much, but as a retail girl, I've had to force conversations about the most boring topics with customers. (Ex: "This flower is too mauve for my living room. I need more of a lavender. Not a dark lavender, either. Something airy.") To be so entertained by a customer, and to gossip a little with them, is something rare.

Anyway, now I'm drinking tea, watching Brian Regan, and attempting to type out some concrete thoughts on 'Turn Left'. Hopefully one of those will come to a resolution before I go to bed! :)

oh, mondays.

Mine was actually going fairly well until I left for work. I had been helping my mom clean out one of her rental properties so she could get it ready for the new tenants to move in; despite spiderwebs and dust galore, it wasn't too difficult.

I came home, put on some makeup and decent clothes, and was primed to get to Boone early, with extra time to run a couple of errands beforehand. While coming to a stop at the exit of my neighborhood, I realized that my chap stick (which for me is a tiny pot of Vaseline) was going to be needed soon, and thought "Hey, why not pull it out right now?" Forgetting that my purse and its contents had been in the sweltering sun all morning. As well as the fact that said pot of Vaseline had completely melted because of that exposure.

So, instead of getting relief from my chapped lips, I was promptly moisturised from torso to knees with liquid Vaseline, forcing me to go back home, stick my clothes in the freezer (to try and scrape the stuff off later), change into new clothes, and speed to work so I wouldn't be late. Additionally, it got on the seat of my car as well as on some dashboard instruments. Sigh.

Work wasn't bad today, though. It was fairly slow, but the people who came in usually bought something, so it didn't matter much in the end. Had a couple of hilarious older ladies (I'm guessing 50/60ish) come in midway through my shift -- one was looking for a flower arrangement for her daughter's house. After finding something simple, she ended up buying a hurricane vase for herself as well. 

Anyway, as she paid, she was attempting to justify the purchase to me and to her friend. I said something like, 'Oh, well at least this vase is fairly small. It won't make for clutter." She laughed and said, '"Oh, my house is just a closetful of shit right now! I definitely don't need any more clutter!"

Which just made me love her. We discussed that, as well as the fact that her newlywed daughter might or might not be pregnant. It doesn't sound like much, but as a retail girl, I've had to force conversations about the most boring topics with customers. (Ex: "This flower is too mauve for my living room. I need more of a lavender. Not a dark lavender, either. Something airy.") To be so entertained by a customer, and to gossip a little with them, is something rare.

Anyway, now I'm drinking tea, watching Brian Regan, and attempting to type out some concrete thoughts on 'Turn Left'. Hopefully one of those will come to a resolution before I go to bed! :)