Eh, hair's good enough... don't need to wash it. So now I have time to write a post. Yay.
My Skechers arrived. And they seem to be doing the trick.
The other day, I wore a white shirt to work the other day and promptly dribbled coffee down the front of myself.
Same day, I was presented with a large box full of new-old stock covered in filth that I need to try and sell. Luckily, I had gone home and changed my shirt to a black one, because I spent the afternoon washing the gunk off those clamshell packages. Yay. A co-worker told me the box had been in storage since before he started working there... ten years ago. I have one more small box of parts to wash today. I'm dressing down for it.
I answer the phones all day every day. One day, a gentleman called twice in the morning, and had called frequently in the intervening days. At the end of the second call when I asked for his phone number, as I always do, I told him that as often as he called, I'd probably have his number memorized soon. He called again that afternoon and instead of asking for his phone number, I read it to him off the readout on the phone. He was shocked and amazed that I'd remembered it. I let him off the hook by telling him what I had done. We both laughed.
Ya gotta find your happy spots where you can.
And with that thought, I'll leave you for the day. Have a good one, wherever you are. :hugs: