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Back At It

I had a three day weekend. No I have a three day week. The hours are scheduled weirdly, but the Boss said don’t worry about the schedule, so I won’t. We’re just looking for done on a short week.

At least there’s no question about Saturday. We’re even recognizing Christmas Friday.

So another three-day weekend.

I just gotta stay sharp the rest of the week.

Three days, each day split out into just under eight hours. Possibly less. I’m good.

Today was the boys birthday. He turned twelve.

The years fly by, and one day you look over, and they aren’t babies anymore.

Still, a birthday is cause for celebration. And we did. Cake, presents, family time.

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Seegars And The Traveling Pain

This will be short but it has a point.

You younguns might not know it yet, but one day you’re not just gonna jump outta bed.

No. You will have to come to a way of exiting your resting place that’s agreeable with whatever is hurting that morning.

Worse, you may have to find a way to enter your resting place that’s agreeable to you at night.

There’s going to be a traveling pain.

Shoulder pain, hip pain, leg pain, elbow pain, neck pain, etc.

If you’re lucky, you’ll only have one of those at a time.

That pain isn’t there all the time but it’s their most of the time.

You’ll learn to live with it. You’ll learn to compensate. And that’s why it travels sometimes.

I’m just giving you a glimpse of the futureβ€”something to look forward to.

Every day above ground is a good one. But it can also be painful. πŸ˜‰

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And So It Goes…

You’d think that yesterdays story of not gaining the new employee would be the end of the tale, but no, sadly it isn’t.

About an hour ago, I got a text from the other part-timer saying she wouldn’t be back because she gets off late from her other job (teaching at an elementary school part-time?) and that she didn’t feel like she had the time to β€œdo the job to the best of her ability.”

That last part I can certainly agree with, but you don’t just quit jobs. You work notice and let people prepare. There’s a plan that needs to be laid out.

People nowadays throw ya to the proverbial wolves no matter what you do for them.

I’m working three locations full time, and now I’m going to have to take on your location because you don’t have the respect and decency to exit the right way.

I’m good to the people under me. I don’t let management come down on them. I shield them from management.

Maybe I need to stop.

If it gets done, it gets done. I’ll do the best I can obviously.

That said, my current mental state can be described best in a picture.

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Ah, well…

I worked today to get ahead a bit because I’m getting a new employee tomorrow. Help gas been needed for a bit.

I’m pretty excited, mainly because it’s someone I know and trust. Also, I’m pretty tired of being it for three or four stores. It’s wearing me out.

So tomorrow’s Monday, and in true Monday fashion, even before it arrives, the boss texts me and…

The new employee has decided not to take the job.

I want to peel my face off.

Some days you can’t win. Some weeks are full of those days. But I won’t quit. I won’t give up. I’ll find a new one somewhere, and if they don’t work out, I’ll find another.

Until then, or until I’ve decided that it’s enough, I will continue.

Because one way or the other, there’s a payoff somewhere.

These bad days, weeks, months have a reward in them. There’s one day that’s a jackpot where everything goes right. They can’t all be good days because if they were, you wouldn’t know what one looked like if it bit you.

I picked this meme up off of IG earlier and it spoke to me. Lol.


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I am working tomorrow by choice and if I complain I want to be called out.

I need to have some work done on the wife’s car that I, shamefully, can’t do.

So I’m working tomorrow and taking the day off Monday. If the problem is resolved quickly enough, I’m then going to make a day of it and get new tires on the car.

And then, if there’s still a reasonable amount of time left in the day, I’m going on into work because that’s what we do.

I was catching memories on the iPad, and this pic popped up. It’s from this year on our anniversary weekend. We go. We eat. We hike. We spend time together without the kids. Once a year.

I like this one. I say that, and you think I’m talking about the picture. I do like the picture.


I like this one. I think I’ll keep her.

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Y’all know what tomorrow is. I have a lot to be thankful for.

A home. A family. A good job. So very blessed to have all I have.

I complain to much about what happens and not the results of what happens good or bad.

I need to change that. I will change that.

The boss called me today about my new part-timer, and she’s the lady I mentioned the other day.

He asked me if I was going to talk her up to him. I told him I didn’t need to. She’ll show him. I have all the faith in the world in that. She impressed me when we worked together years ago.

I’m thankful I’ll be getting some help.

I’m thankful that at fifty-three years old, I’m still working and learning.

I learn little things to make my days easier at work every day.

Tomorrow morning I’m learning yet another thing on the truckβ€”oxygen sensors.

I have splurged and bought ze fancy French onez.

Bank 2 Sensor 1 is failing, causing the fuel system to work in a closed-loop, according to the log.

I don’t understand all of it, but I know where that oxygen sensor is and how to change it.

This is causing misfires. I can’t feel them but the OBD can read them. The truck starts a little rough but settles in quickly after starting out if the drive. My MPG has actually increased by .5 miles per gallon.

If it weren’t for the OBD reader and a check engine light, I probably wouldn’t notice.

It’s good to learn new things. I feel like I’m tweaking this here and there and I can’t really complain about twenty-two year old parts failing.

It happens.

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No Help

I’ve been without help at work for about a month, maybe a month and a half.

Today I stopped by one of my stores in the way home. I wasn’t supposed to be there but I got lucky.

I ran into Deena.

Deena was the department manager over wireless when I first started working that store. She’s always on time, a hard worker, neat and presentable. Great with people.

She had a few health problems, which luckily she has overcome.

And lucky for me, she’s looking for part-time work.

We were a good team as vendor and department manager. We would be great working together in the same capacity.

Building relationships in business, not just because of business, can play out pretty well for you sometimes.

Over time we became friends. Good friends. Friends who might even end up in trouble with HR together. We have a similar dark sense of humor.

I’m hoping this works out.

Sometimes you have to go through some crap to get to where you need to be.

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Long Week

I pride myself on getting it all done and having my Friday afternoons free.

That wasn’t the case today. I didn’t make it home until 7:00. Left in the dark, arrived back home in the dark.

At least I’m not working tomorrow. No, tomorrow it’s a day with her shopping for Christmas. Some time alone together will be good.

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I was in two locations today for work. I left the second one to head out to another city for my daughter’s ring ceremony at school.

The road I took was Flat Rock between Heath Springs and Camden, SC. It’s a good run. Easily twenty miles, and today, I pretty much had it to myself.

So I could open the truck up and run. No traffic. No other cars. No cops, luckily. (Nothing against the cops, everything against a ticket. πŸ˜‰)

So I ran. It’s just a simple happy thing: a radio, a straight stick truck, and an open road.

Not a thought in my head for twenty miles.

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