Filled in the blanks and shopped…

Here it is Friday and time for you to learn interesting  things about
the ever fascinating me through the blog hop
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have come up with the following:

  1. The worst thing about going to the dentist is having to go to the dentist.
  2. I would rather read than watch TV.
  3. I can crochet, sew, cross stitch and do crewel work, but I wish I could draw and paint.
  4. The song All Is Well With My Soul evokes memories of times past that were sad and difficult that uncovered hidden blessings.

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And today I
Celebrate the Small Things
with Lexa Cain

This week I had my taxes done. Ugh!
But I got a refund. Yay!
So I went shopping.

had to have

Got a new quilt and shams.
They didn’t have the sheets I wanted in stock so
I will look for them online.
Not something I needed but wanted.
The bag says it all.

I have a job…I like.
I pay  taxes…I don’t like.
Got some of those tax dollars back
so I went shopping without a credit card
and bought something just because I wanted to.
Yep, I am grateful.

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Tuesday, a good day…

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I had a really good day.

Sorta helped put up a Christmas tree.
I was more of a supervisor than a laborer.

Went to lunch with three friends.
The food and conversation were very good.
If you have an Olive Garden where you live you must have their Bread Pudding.
It is superb!

Then I went shopping with Lucy.
I was Christmas shopping.
Found a couple of things for friends.
Only bought two sweaters for myself!

Now Teddy and I are going to get all comfy in bed
with a book and hot chocolate.
A little reading then off to dreamland.

A good day from beginning to end.

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top photo: m_bartosch/freedigitalphotos.net

Tuesday, good and bad customer service…

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Today I was out and about walking and shopping.
I shopped in three stores.

Two of them had friendly, but not clingy, staff.
They asked if I needed help.
If I did they helped if not they left me alone
but did come back after awhile to see if I was still doing okay.
When I was ready to check out they were right there to help.
Good customer service.  Nice places to shop.

The third place was so different.
No one asked if I needed help.
When I did have a question about the price of an item
I was buying…it rang up different than the sign on the shelf…
I was told what it rings up as is right the sign was probably wrong.
I asked if it could be checked…probably wrong didn’t seem definitive to me…
I was told no the cash register is usually right.
Somehow “probably and usually” doesn’t seem like good customer service.
Bad customer service.  Not a nice place to shop.

I have always had jobs that were sales and customer oriented.
What I learned is that sales are better when the atmosphere is pleasant and friendly.
I also learned that whatever I am feeling or thinking
is not as important as the customer.

Maybe I am leaving ditzy behind and becoming crotchety with old age.

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Today, I think I don’t like crotchety so I probably won’t go back
to the usually unfriendly unhelpful store any time soon.

Saturday, last of the shopping…

It’s off to shop I go.

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My gift making and shopping is done except for one gift card to get for the paper man.  

Today I am off to get some wrapping paper and ribbon and bags so I can send off the last of the goodies.

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 They may or may not get to the intended recipients before the big day.

 If they are late they can be Happy New Year’s gifts.

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That works, too.

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Monday, this is just trash…

One of many garbage bags at a sports event.

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I have been wondering…how do I make so much trash?  I am one sorta normal person with one old cat. How much trash can I/we generate?  Apparently a lot.  I mean I have a trash can that uses 13 gallon trash bags, and I take full bags, bags full of trash, to the trash chute a few times a week.

We don’t have a recycling thing here in this building.  I know, I know, bad building.  But you try to get 84 owners to agree about anything, even something as simple as recycling.  If you can do it you deserve a prize of some sort, maybe a lifetime supply of garbage bags.

Anyway, no recycling so there are newspapers to toss.  I do sort of recycle the couple of magazines I get.  I put them in the laundry room for someone else to throw away.  Then when I pay bills and clean up my desk there is a heap of paper to be rid of.  I do conscientiously shred those papers that could lead to identity theft.  Though, who would want the identity of someone with all these bills is beyond me.

Then there is the kitchen trash.  No lawn or garden here so no composting. That means peels and leaves and scraps and stuff–cats don’t eat table scraps–maybe I should get a dog.  No, that would mean taking it out for “walks” every day, more than once a day–remember no yard.  There is also all those pesky frozen food boxes and cans of veggies and soda bottles–lots of soda bottles and maybe a couple of water bottles.  Oh, and the occasional wine bottle.

Then when shopping there are bags, yes, I do have tote bags for shopping, but sometimes I don’t have one with me when I shop.  Shopping is not something I always have planned, sometimes it just happens.  And when you come home there are not only bags to carry the stuff home in but the bags the stuff is wrapped in and tags and receipts and sometimes ads and coupons.

As for the cat, she doesn’t have much trash.  Just 2 little cat food cans a day–sometimes 3 if she didn’t like what she was given first time.  Yes, she is spoiled but remember she is 18!  And old cats pee more than young or middle-aged cats so there is a ton of litter to wrap up and throw away every day.  Did you know that old cats don’t poop much?  Or maybe it is just my old cat.  Still there is litter to deal with.

 

  

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 Today, I think maybe I am just a trashy old woman. Well, not so old but definitely trashful.

PS. trashful, adj, a person with lots of junk that needs to be discarded

PPS. Junk could even be a person’s inner junk, but that’s another post.