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edenfallingToday was the summer annual inventory, in which we count every damn thing in the entire store. This invariably turns my brain to oatmeal after about an hour.
This time, I was very lucky and avoided most of the mind-numbing counting, mostly because I was doing newspaper returns instead, and then minding the counter and putting the inventory sheets into correct numerical order. I still feel sort of squishy in the head, though.
We were doubly lucky that today's magazine shipment was fairly small, so we were able to get through it quickly. That let both DB and ET leave an hour early, which is always nice for one's sanity (though not so nice for one's bank account *sigh*).
Next week I will be opening four days in a row, which is actually not as bad as it sounds -- it means I get something approximating a regular schedule instead of flip-flopping all over the store hours. I also work on the 4th of July, which is also not as bad as it sounds -- it's a major holiday so everything else is closed, and I'd be bored out of my mind without something to do.
And you know the best thing? Because I'm a full-time employee, I get paid for holidays even if I don't work on them. So I get paid twice for that shift. :-D Money is nice, oh yes, especially when you don't have all that much to start with.
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In unrelated news, a couple days ago I saw a mother duck and four half-grown ducklings swimming in Cascadilla Creek. They were awfully cute as they paddled around.
I walk beside the creek almost every time I go to work (unless I'm hitting the library first), so I get to see lots of birds and flowers and flowing water. Sometims there are fish swimming upstream or lying in wait for low-flying insects. Sometimes the water rises in a brown torrent and flattens the grasses and weeds that grow along the sides of the streambed. Sometimes the sun flashes blindingly off the shallows.
I always feel better after seeing water. I have never been able to pass a stream or waterfall without smiling and feeling a little bit happier afterward, even at the worst points of my depressive episodes. Lakes are good too, but running water is best.
I love living in Ithaca. :-)
This time, I was very lucky and avoided most of the mind-numbing counting, mostly because I was doing newspaper returns instead, and then minding the counter and putting the inventory sheets into correct numerical order. I still feel sort of squishy in the head, though.
We were doubly lucky that today's magazine shipment was fairly small, so we were able to get through it quickly. That let both DB and ET leave an hour early, which is always nice for one's sanity (though not so nice for one's bank account *sigh*).
Next week I will be opening four days in a row, which is actually not as bad as it sounds -- it means I get something approximating a regular schedule instead of flip-flopping all over the store hours. I also work on the 4th of July, which is also not as bad as it sounds -- it's a major holiday so everything else is closed, and I'd be bored out of my mind without something to do.
And you know the best thing? Because I'm a full-time employee, I get paid for holidays even if I don't work on them. So I get paid twice for that shift. :-D Money is nice, oh yes, especially when you don't have all that much to start with.
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In unrelated news, a couple days ago I saw a mother duck and four half-grown ducklings swimming in Cascadilla Creek. They were awfully cute as they paddled around.
I walk beside the creek almost every time I go to work (unless I'm hitting the library first), so I get to see lots of birds and flowers and flowing water. Sometims there are fish swimming upstream or lying in wait for low-flying insects. Sometimes the water rises in a brown torrent and flattens the grasses and weeds that grow along the sides of the streambed. Sometimes the sun flashes blindingly off the shallows.
I always feel better after seeing water. I have never been able to pass a stream or waterfall without smiling and feeling a little bit happier afterward, even at the worst points of my depressive episodes. Lakes are good too, but running water is best.
I love living in Ithaca. :-)
