Well, the interviews went well. No one was obviously crazy or kleptomaniacal. Pretty good. One time I actually interviewed a woman who told me she had been fired twice for stealing but that she thought she'd be o.k. working for us because she had stolen shoes and we didn't sell shoes.
So I called her and said her available hours didn't work out for us. Thanks anyway.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Two hours of work
Ahh, had a good day today. We all slept in, but miraculously everyone got off to work and school with no tears. I didn't even cry when spit up got on my skirt. I put in a good 2 hours at work and then came home and did a whirlwind tidy on the house and cooked up a lentil/rice/spinach casserole that was way better than it should have been. We were hosts to our family supper club tonight, which means 4 families with 8 adults and 8 children 5 and under. Every single toy in the house was out and about and every plate, fork and drinking glass got a workout as well. Now, via some miracle that can only be properly called 'my husband' the kitchen is mostly clean and the toys are mostly put away. Nice!
It would be good to put in more than 2 hours at work. Actually, I should be working now. For pete's sake, Christmas is coming! And I don't mean that in the 'gee, I have a bunch of gifts to wrap' way or 'gee, my favorite holiday is coming' way. I mean it in a strictly 'gee, we need to get ready for the busy season' way. Every year, I feel the whole end of year shenanigans coming at me like a big snowball rolling down a steep hill. We have all these events we plan and all these activities and they all manage to pile up until there isn't one single weekend not filled to the brim with something. I know it might be too much. It wears me out and makes my calendar look like a big scribble. But there is always the fear of the independent retailer; I am not doing enough. Gotta keep trying.
That's why I was at work for 2 WHOLE HOURS today. Really pushing it, you know. Tomorrow it will be longer, probably about 4 hours, 2 or so without baby. I have to interview 2 potential new floor staff and have a meeting about book reorders. The book meeting will be fun, I like books. The interviews, hmm. Well, if the folks are decent they will be fun, if they are like most of the folks we interview, it won't.
It would be good to put in more than 2 hours at work. Actually, I should be working now. For pete's sake, Christmas is coming! And I don't mean that in the 'gee, I have a bunch of gifts to wrap' way or 'gee, my favorite holiday is coming' way. I mean it in a strictly 'gee, we need to get ready for the busy season' way. Every year, I feel the whole end of year shenanigans coming at me like a big snowball rolling down a steep hill. We have all these events we plan and all these activities and they all manage to pile up until there isn't one single weekend not filled to the brim with something. I know it might be too much. It wears me out and makes my calendar look like a big scribble. But there is always the fear of the independent retailer; I am not doing enough. Gotta keep trying.
That's why I was at work for 2 WHOLE HOURS today. Really pushing it, you know. Tomorrow it will be longer, probably about 4 hours, 2 or so without baby. I have to interview 2 potential new floor staff and have a meeting about book reorders. The book meeting will be fun, I like books. The interviews, hmm. Well, if the folks are decent they will be fun, if they are like most of the folks we interview, it won't.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
minimal clutter
Today was really lovely. Not hot, sunny and everything had that clean look with all the summer dust washed off and the leaves all sparkly. The plants are greener than they have been in weeks. They got all waxy and yellow brown but the rain refreshed them.
The newness of the air outside got me really going this morning and I was charged up with the weather and just went crazy cleaning and tidying the house. Our house is small and with all of us in it clutter just piles up. We have all these baskets everywhere which daughter #1 fills with dolls and toys and books and they 'sort of' keep the clutter contained but it is still just there, contained but still piled in all chock-a-block. I don't understand how people can live with minimal stuff. I am highly interested in the idea of clean minimalism, it intrigues me in theory. In reality, though, I am too possessive. I really get off on finding that weird bit of a broken doll or an old box of ribbon (still has the label! from 1938!) I love to look at those glossy magazines that feature clean rooms where all the books have matching book covers and the floors are all glossy and smooth and empty. Then I look back at my full-full-full shelves piled all every which way with books and interesting rocks and that weird shell sculpture stuff I keep buying at the flea market and I just have to sigh, close the magazine and rearrange it.
The newness of the air outside got me really going this morning and I was charged up with the weather and just went crazy cleaning and tidying the house. Our house is small and with all of us in it clutter just piles up. We have all these baskets everywhere which daughter #1 fills with dolls and toys and books and they 'sort of' keep the clutter contained but it is still just there, contained but still piled in all chock-a-block. I don't understand how people can live with minimal stuff. I am highly interested in the idea of clean minimalism, it intrigues me in theory. In reality, though, I am too possessive. I really get off on finding that weird bit of a broken doll or an old box of ribbon (still has the label! from 1938!) I love to look at those glossy magazines that feature clean rooms where all the books have matching book covers and the floors are all glossy and smooth and empty. Then I look back at my full-full-full shelves piled all every which way with books and interesting rocks and that weird shell sculpture stuff I keep buying at the flea market and I just have to sigh, close the magazine and rearrange it.
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