Monday, March 02, 2009
Working can be fun.
The day has been good and busy - in fact February in the shop has been good for us.
We have made a profit and it seems like our 2 areas are now attracting people to browse and to buy.
The first 2 sales of the day were for my things.
A new dealer ( I think a couple of women actually) have now created a selling area in the old cafe room - along with Jo and me. Their stuff blends in very well with ours.
It has been quite lively.
We had Anne as a colleague today and she was very sweet. She normally does Fridays, so we will actually see her rarely.
She is one of the people who cover duties in the shop that do not have things to sell. She used to sell small items of furniture, but arthritis in her hands has made it difficult for her to work on pieces and finally she gave up - but still likes to be involved.
Julie was in fine form - we like to talk a little French together.
She is now calling me Madame Moine! That is the French for Mrs Monk.
Monika popped in - full of the joys of having a birthday, or maybe it was just the joys of Spring. Today the weather has been bright and very springlike - this evening we noticed that the girls (young women really) next door had lit a barbecue in their back garden! That seemed like going a bit far - for it has not been balmy warm.
But it was the sort of day that the first Monday in March should be..........
just because it was weather like this 42 years ago on the first Monday in March.
I don't hold on now very much to memories of my mother - how hard it is to imagine that she could be 85 now. I think she would have liked to have shared in chatter about the antiques shops we have been in - after all the buying and selling of junk, collectables and antiques are activities in her family's experience. My Great Uncle Ron had a shop - passed on to his daughter, Mum's cousin Brenda.
But the first Monday in March was the day she died and I do think of her and that far ago time.
I was such a different person then - but people looking back to their early 20s would all undoubtedly say that.
She was not lucky - her cancer could not be stopped. Mine has been stopped and I have been given life and chances to try my hand at new things.
And yet..... this evening I can't help allowing a few thoughts to creep in about the chances of the cancer not having been controlled.
Tomorrow morning we discover the results of the latest CT scan.
I truly believe that all is well - and it would be like a bolt of lightning to be told otherwise.
But whatever - I have to take each day as it comes.
Nothing (maybe nothing) that can come along is ever quite as bad to deal with as one imagines it might be.
Time to relax now - to watch the latest Who Do You Think You Are?
I must make sure my body does rest enough. The weekend actually exhausted me and I felt bad yesterday evening. I got to that moment when I feel that if I don't lie down immediately I shall fall down. I actually took my blood pressure and it was very high - very high for me that is, who normally has a very low reading. It was up to 139 over 90. Happily it had dropped down quite a lot after 30 minutes in bed.
Think of me tomorrow morning - I just might be needing all the positive thoughts I can get!
Good night.
We have made a profit and it seems like our 2 areas are now attracting people to browse and to buy.
The first 2 sales of the day were for my things.
A new dealer ( I think a couple of women actually) have now created a selling area in the old cafe room - along with Jo and me. Their stuff blends in very well with ours.
It has been quite lively.
We had Anne as a colleague today and she was very sweet. She normally does Fridays, so we will actually see her rarely.
She is one of the people who cover duties in the shop that do not have things to sell. She used to sell small items of furniture, but arthritis in her hands has made it difficult for her to work on pieces and finally she gave up - but still likes to be involved.
Julie was in fine form - we like to talk a little French together.
She is now calling me Madame Moine! That is the French for Mrs Monk.
Monika popped in - full of the joys of having a birthday, or maybe it was just the joys of Spring. Today the weather has been bright and very springlike - this evening we noticed that the girls (young women really) next door had lit a barbecue in their back garden! That seemed like going a bit far - for it has not been balmy warm.
But it was the sort of day that the first Monday in March should be..........
just because it was weather like this 42 years ago on the first Monday in March.
I don't hold on now very much to memories of my mother - how hard it is to imagine that she could be 85 now. I think she would have liked to have shared in chatter about the antiques shops we have been in - after all the buying and selling of junk, collectables and antiques are activities in her family's experience. My Great Uncle Ron had a shop - passed on to his daughter, Mum's cousin Brenda.
But the first Monday in March was the day she died and I do think of her and that far ago time.
I was such a different person then - but people looking back to their early 20s would all undoubtedly say that.
She was not lucky - her cancer could not be stopped. Mine has been stopped and I have been given life and chances to try my hand at new things.
And yet..... this evening I can't help allowing a few thoughts to creep in about the chances of the cancer not having been controlled.
Tomorrow morning we discover the results of the latest CT scan.
I truly believe that all is well - and it would be like a bolt of lightning to be told otherwise.
But whatever - I have to take each day as it comes.
Nothing (maybe nothing) that can come along is ever quite as bad to deal with as one imagines it might be.
Time to relax now - to watch the latest Who Do You Think You Are?
I must make sure my body does rest enough. The weekend actually exhausted me and I felt bad yesterday evening. I got to that moment when I feel that if I don't lie down immediately I shall fall down. I actually took my blood pressure and it was very high - very high for me that is, who normally has a very low reading. It was up to 139 over 90. Happily it had dropped down quite a lot after 30 minutes in bed.
Think of me tomorrow morning - I just might be needing all the positive thoughts I can get!
Good night.
