The Straw

The bored teenager
The grumbling husband
The pushy Father
The critical trainer
The inept boss
A computer that won't work properly
Camel falls...
Truly it is a straw that breaks the camel's back.

Reminder

A few years ago, one of my coworkers disliked another coworker because she felt the other coworker was fake, false, misrepresenting herself. My friend did not want to get close to a person who was not real. On the internet, it is easy to construct an image of a person and difficult to discern what the other person is really about. I suppose it does not matter, because I will never meet the people I talk to in cyber world. Today was a gentle reminder to take care--that people are not what they seem.

Can Rest Now

Valentine's Day at the flower shop is over. Now it is time to put away the deep reds, purples, pinks and whites of v-day and bring in spring. I like the jewel tones, but pastels are pretty too. Yes, fill the store with bright yellow, red, blue, orange, and green. With shades of lavender, pale yellow and pink and white.

Good Bye Friend

A friend and former neighbor passed away a couple days ago. He was diagnosed with liver cancer perhaps 3 weeks ago. Rest in peace dear friend. It does put other issues in perspective--the fact that I am annoyed with my boss/manager because, to my way of thinking, she wastes money, and shows preferential treatment; the sadness I felt when my husband, daughters and I sat down to an unheard of meal together and he ruined it by getting on them about money; the fact that my son's car is going to a niece who won't care for it. I do have to adjust attitude at work because we are in a busy time, and working as a team is essential. And hubby? Afraid that is the way he is. About the car...just won't think about it.

One of those days

This morning, I woke up after a terrible day yesterday and opened facebook. I read a loving tribute to a friend who died from cancer, the friend that had two months to live. It does put my picayune problems in perspective, but does not make them any less difficult. The manager, my boss, at the flower shop shows preferential treatment and inadequate business sense, making it impossible for my coworkers to work as a team. My husband brought up property tax issues, so am tempted to give up hapkido for a while. The money could be put in a tax fund. Finally, my sweet dad somehow involved me in my brother's muddle. What I would really like to do is give the new car to my brother, and maintain the use of the old. When my brother gave the new car to his daughter, all his children would be even, money wise, and my brother and his children could stop whining. I would be happy driving around this summer in the convertible.

KMSing

I do not like dirty dishes piled in the sink. I like a clean kitchen. This morning there were pots from last night and a pan with cream of wheat from this morning. I told my husband that I do not like cleaning the cream of wheat pan. Not a smart thing to do, because he took offense, where none was meant. Guess since I have to keep mouth shut at work and hapkido, makes sense to keep it shut at home too. Will walk around the world with my mouth firmly shut.

V Day on My Mind

Just read a coworker's prayer to get through the next two weeks without killing one or more people. We work at a flower shop and V-Day is the single busiest day of the year. I like to think of our business as a big cruise ship which leaves port several days before V day and docks at the close of the business day on the 14th. The company president is at the helm and all hands (even some extra) are on deck. Yes, it is tempting to vent frustrations on coworkers and customers, and at times my colleagues threaten to jump overboard. After several consecutive long days, nerves are frayed. In spite of the fatigue, I enjoy the "busy ness" of V-day. I enjoy helping people choose a gift for special people in their lives.