I read one of those quote image things earlier today on Instagram; “create the words you would like to read”, or something to that effect, and although I’ve read this quote in some direction or other before, the words struck today, and inspired me.
Because you know what I really like to read about and talk about… about people. All sorts of people. I like to find out about what they like, what they’re up to, what they think about. I like to know about their everyday habits, and how they spend their time.
It’s probably one of the reasons I am ALWAYS asking too many questions to my customers in work. The poor captive audience to my questions that are our customers… I am THAT person, who finds out someone’s pregnant at just the eight week point, because they felt the need to tell me (a relative stranger) after I’d nosily asked them their views on having children (actually happened, she’s due in two weeks!).
What I’m trying to say is that’s so often what I like, so the words “create the words you would like to read” made me think, well, let me just talk a little here about my day.
So. Here I am, diarising on my day just gone.
How was my Thursday?
It started a little blah, as I was in a really deep sleep still when my alarm went off at 6:30am. Then, instead of feeling like I got anything productive done in my ‘golden hour’ of at-home-morning-time, I was left feeling frustrated rather than accomplished as I was trying to make my laptop play ball and free up some storage space, and because I’m so untechy I just did not get anywhere. There is no further progress made in this area.
Our drive to work was a little less slow today. We only live about a ten minute drive from work, which is wonderful, but some mornings I swear everyone is on the same bit of junction and clogging up the usual clear path.
Landing at work about 8:10am, Gemma mixed up a sponge traybake, and a big square cake, ready for decoration tomorrow for a big celebration cake order being collected on Saturday, whilst I lined her tins, and finished off a Victoria Sponge for the shop counter.
We got this all done and then sat down to eat breakfast together at about 8:45am. This is a habit we keep nearly every day, as a hasty breakfast does NOT make for a fun day serving food!
Work was unusually quiet this morning… well, all day actually. I had a nice chat with a lady whose husband is really into tractors. She said her hobbies included painting and quilting, to which I ended up telling her of my unfinished quick-quilting project still sat in the ‘pile-it-all-in-and-close-the-door’ closet we have and how I really must finish it at some point. I assume they must come to Middlewich for a regular appointment or something as she said she’ll be visiting us again in a month and she expects me to have made some progress in getting my patchwork finished! I have some work to do, and a target now right?!
That was a good, easy, insightful conversation. They’re the best types in work, and remind me why I do really love working with the public, despite some days not thinking so.
Our contact grill played up today, like gave off that funny, but striking, electrical issue smell. We use our contact grill for everything, all day long, so rather than sitting on the problem, which I am guilty of far too often, I called our local electricians who’ve done a few jobs for us before. They sent someone out so fast the grill hadn’t even cooled down from being switched off!
So it was an odd day; faffing with electrics, less customers than usual, and not being in our usual flow as we had our great big fridge pulled out into our upstairs serving area so the electrician could replace the plugs behind it. But… the upshot is that at least I hope the issue is resolved!
The joy of working for yourself and owning your own premises and equipment… sorting your own shit or having to replace it at cost!
The rest of the noon trickled by, and now we’re home.
Now for an eve of making dinner, watching Emmerdale, and attempting to make some progress with a very hard jigsaw I’m working on!