I am back at the bookstore for another few days (and my feet are complaining). They called on Monday to ask if I would be willing to work a little longer as it was busier than expected this week. Normally they cut back quite a few people for this third week of "Book Rush".
So...doing some mental calculations to equate my work hours with the possibility of purchasing a small cabinet style deep freeze... I said yes. Sigh...
I had already told them I would work on Labor Day but this was unplanned. Yesterday I thought I would have to come home early but the man who is in charge of all the cashiers found a place for me to work where I could sit until time to go home. He is going to make certain I have a chance to sit once in awhile and he has me take extra breaks. I never like to make a big deal of having a chronic illness but there comes a time when you must accept extra attention.
We have laughingly called him our "adopted son" for a couple of years even though he is only ten years younger than me. He asked for us to adopt him when my husband first began working the "Book Rush" days because he loves my baking. Believe me, he is going to take care of me so I can bake a big batch of cookies soon. :)
Yes, the check was returned and I finally got use to the cash register. Now there are only a couple items I need help with, both being special charges that rarely come up. I've never been a numbers person (words are my gift in life) but technology makes it all easier.
I absolutely love chatting with the University students. Most are delightful young people, although I want to take some of the young women under my care and teach them the benefits of dressing more modestly. They are imitating their favorite media personalities but they honestly look like they are ready to set up a shingle and begin accepting "customers"
I know I'm working through Friday and I may have to work on Saturday. I had already promised to work Labor Day. After that... I'm home again. I keep telling myself that this is only temporary and there is a beginning and an end to this season of work (even if the end was extended a bit).
I can still use your prayers to carry on through Monday (I won't work Sunday). Yesterday when I was very tired, I kept a picture in my mind of the deep freeze and the ability to double some meals and freeze them. I thought of bags of cranberries being stored to use throughout the year. Yes, I can make it through these few days.
Next week I will return to my world of home, reading, flowers, tea, and now... taking some more pictures! In the meantime, I'm going to plan another temporary vacation at Starbucks.