Moving Along Day by Day
We've been enjoying sunshine and above freezing temps for the last few days. This, after days! weeks! MONTHS! below freezing and without sunshine. Okay, maybe not THAT long; but the Feeling of Forever is realistic and convincing.
MyJeff is currently in the back yard cleaning up all the now-exposed "gifts" The Boys 3 have left us over the last couple of months. I did offer to help, but he insisted on doing it himself. I'm not sure he analyzed the situation very thoroughly.
Work at the tax office is going pretty well--so far I'm not being asked to shorten my hours, but I keep thinking it's coming soon. My Office Manager has us (the receptionists) emailing reports of our work statistics to her boss in an effort to demonstrate how important it is to keep us there and active. Stats like: number of calls made to past clients to try to encourage them to make appointments and come in before the Very Last Week and calls informing past clients who did NOT come to us last year that they can get 50% off what any other pro charged them last year, if they bring that receipt in to us by a week from today. That's Sunday the 15th of March as the deadline, and you can get the same deal at H&R Block. (There is a $75 minimum charge, though.) There. I just did some marketing. My boss would be proud of me.
Between our jobs, The Boys 3, the house, and that darned Netlix Streaming time warp, the days-weeks-MONTHS fly by. I'm not looking forward to losing the receptionist income in another month or so. MyJeff's courier work has been rather light of late, which means reduced income, while his vehicle (older and older with well over 300k miles) keeps needing repairs to keep her going. Maybe I can wrangle more hours on my other part time job, if I offer to haul boxes for their move or something. We'll manage, of course. But it does get scary when it insists on sliding in this direction.
HOWEVER: Scavenging season will be here in about a month. Then flea market season. Hopefully, those two seasons will merge and create a profitable income for me over at least a few months while I try to find another paying part time job. Fingers and toes are crossed.
Never mind any apparent feeling-sorry-for-myself whining. I'm just venting and processing and all that kind of stuff. I'll be fine. I'm used to sitting here communing with my out-dated tiny-screened laptop--all alone--except for dogs demanding attention--and kibble--with household chores piling up behind me and sneaking closer when I'm not looking... Eeeeek! Aaaarrrrgh!
MyJeff is currently in the back yard cleaning up all the now-exposed "gifts" The Boys 3 have left us over the last couple of months. I did offer to help, but he insisted on doing it himself. I'm not sure he analyzed the situation very thoroughly.
Work at the tax office is going pretty well--so far I'm not being asked to shorten my hours, but I keep thinking it's coming soon. My Office Manager has us (the receptionists) emailing reports of our work statistics to her boss in an effort to demonstrate how important it is to keep us there and active. Stats like: number of calls made to past clients to try to encourage them to make appointments and come in before the Very Last Week and calls informing past clients who did NOT come to us last year that they can get 50% off what any other pro charged them last year, if they bring that receipt in to us by a week from today. That's Sunday the 15th of March as the deadline, and you can get the same deal at H&R Block. (There is a $75 minimum charge, though.) There. I just did some marketing. My boss would be proud of me.
Between our jobs, The Boys 3, the house, and that darned Netlix Streaming time warp, the days-weeks-MONTHS fly by. I'm not looking forward to losing the receptionist income in another month or so. MyJeff's courier work has been rather light of late, which means reduced income, while his vehicle (older and older with well over 300k miles) keeps needing repairs to keep her going. Maybe I can wrangle more hours on my other part time job, if I offer to haul boxes for their move or something. We'll manage, of course. But it does get scary when it insists on sliding in this direction.
HOWEVER: Scavenging season will be here in about a month. Then flea market season. Hopefully, those two seasons will merge and create a profitable income for me over at least a few months while I try to find another paying part time job. Fingers and toes are crossed.
Never mind any apparent feeling-sorry-for-myself whining. I'm just venting and processing and all that kind of stuff. I'll be fine. I'm used to sitting here communing with my out-dated tiny-screened laptop--all alone--except for dogs demanding attention--and kibble--with household chores piling up behind me and sneaking closer when I'm not looking... Eeeeek! Aaaarrrrgh!