Today begins the first of my weekly 4 days off from work. I should probably come up with a word for this time period since it's not a weekend and for many that word is synonymous with time spent not working, though in reality most of those people do some form of work on the weekend. You know what I'm talking about: putting in the pansies, and petunias to give your home curb appeal, mowing the lawn, or for some of the ambitious types out there: painting a room. For many the weekend does not denote hours spent reclining on a chaise while some dappled lovely feeds you dainties. Nope! Today, I'm going to be hard at work tearing up the rest of the floor in my kitchen.
The weather is supposed to be beautiful! I'm up for that. One of the out-of-doorsy things I'm going to be doing is deadheading my flowers. Does anyone know how easy it is to grow dahlia seeds? Usually you buy the tuber and plant that, but how difficult is it to start them from seed? And when do you plant them?
Yesterday was one of those horrifically boring days at work. This doesn't mean that I didn't have to deal with some customers, but mostly I did not. Sales are down. Hours are being cut. I can easily survive on 20 hours a week, but for some part-timers 14 hours a week can be devastating. So, why are they cutting hours? Well, those conservative, billionaire stockholders need to be kept happy.
There was also some confusion yesterday when I mentioned Chuck Schumer's decision to relax the dress code, part of it my fault. He relaxed the informal dress code, not the formal dress code, which means those of you who live to see a conservative in a navy blue, two piece suit will still be able to satiate your cravings by watching Republican press conferences. Here's a little piece of happiness for you 😎😎😎
