Peaceful

I worked alone at the branch store yesterday and am working a morning shift today. My soul is peaceful. I helped a woman from Massachusetts and took several orders. I kept myself busy for nine hours. Time passed swiftly. You know, I think I needed a break from the idiosyncracies of my coworkers, a time when I didn't have to go along with snack and smoke breaks. "I need a smoke break, I need the extra hours, I need to go upstairs, I need to eat, Ay! Ay! Ay!" I have some autonomy here, orders aren't dropped in my lap at a whim.

I circuit trained with my sister and then took class. On the way home I noticed a traffic light out. As I neared home, I noticed all the lights were out. We had no power for several hours. I thought my husband, a former Scout, would have prepared the flashlights. No, he spent the lit hours watching a DVD on computer, so when it was time to go to bed, we were trying to put batteries in the flashlights in total darkness. I banged into the night stand as I was moving around the bedroom, knocked the lampshade silly askew and cracked my foot. I actually thought I was heading into the bathroom. I knew the electricity was restored when the filter,air pump and lights went on to the aquarium.

My mother and father are pleased with their aide. She changed the linens, cleaned the bathroom, visited with my mother, helped with hygiene. She likes my father's dog and drives a BMW. She decided to become an aide after taking care of her husband. I will stop by to meet her tomorrow.