Okay..it's officially no longer winter--so I have no excuse to hibernate. Or to be lazy when it comes to cranking out the old blog.
I've got the Spring Cleaning bug, but no time to do it, either. But I don't have a choice this week. My parents are going to be taking care of the boys for the most part when I am gallavanting about Northern California. If my mother came to the door today--I wouldn't let her in. There's dust. That you can see. This could lead her head to explode.
And then there's the reason I don't have time to clean as much as I should: work.
Ah work--the place I go on a regular basis to be insulted.
Like last Thursday..when I helped a woman find a shirt for an alumn. I asked the basic questions "How is she built? How does she like to wear her clothes?"--blah, blah, blah. And the woman says to me (swear to god--you CANNOT make this up): "Well, she's petite like you," (Adorable..I'm petite? No lady--really I'm just short.), "...but not so freakishly endowed."
I'm sorry--what? I thought I had heard her incorrectly, but she spoke on.
"I'll never understand why you girls mutate your bodies that way! It's just sad."
Oh.
Oh my god.
She thought I had purchased my girls? And because I work in customer service (and want to keep my job), I kept my mouth firmly shut. You don't have a lot of recourse when you are insulted in this job. Even when it's to your face.
But the weekend? The weekend was much more pleasant.
Saturday I had to work during the day, but had a most enjoyable evening with dinner with a good glass of wine, a pretty good movie adaptation of Jane Eyre (Which of course Carmen and I found quite funny in a lot of places that others did not. Mainly because of Dame Judi Dench's facial expressions. Classic repressed British woman--what's not to like about that?) with a small bag of THE BEST (yes--I'm going to say it) popcorn in the city. Why THE BEST? Because they use real butter! I'm actually getting hungry for it as I type. Heaven in a bag.
Sunday was a trip up to Atlanta to spend part of the day with the parents. I helped with plumbing (no, really!), and just gawked at the progress and had a BIG breakfast with the rents. Went by Lisa's Pie Shop on my way home--but sadly, she was closed. Sigh. When I got home from all my wanderings, I fired up the grill, threw on some chicken and asparagus and sat outside after dark to enjoy the breeze, my christmas lights (Yes--I am that white trash...but they look so damn festive! This week they are coming down...I promise.), and another bit of wine.
I've also heard a rumor that my bathroom will be painted when I get home next Tuesday...this makes me very happy. That said, I'm not holding my breath.
But it would still be super nice.
I wish I could catch the Spring Cleaning Bug. I still have Halloween decorations up on the inside.
ReplyDeleteYeah, customer service jobs can get frustrating. I always seem to run into a lot of boobs.
Jane Eyre? Never read it. Maybe I will. -Or get the audio book. -Or see the movie. (that's more likely)