Don't scare the customers.

I was really glad I ask God to put His thoughts, in my head. 

Today we went to work.  I helped Ron with various things (they aren't buying snacks, but they are buying drinks), and at one point he realized I had put the donuts in the big stockroom. 

He was very upset.  I got pretty annoyed but managed to hold back. 

While I was waiting on the ride, I thought to myself: I got 3 deliveries.  I had a quarterly review.  I helped the repairman.  I stocked.  I took money out of the vending machines, counted it, and bundled it for deposit.  I had 5 hours. I did a good job. 

I didn't jump on Ron with it; I waited.  I could tell he was equally angry at HIMSELF for neglecting the donuts.  As we went home, we started talking about our trips for tomorrow. 

"By the way" I mentioned casually 'The next time I have 3 deliveries, a pull (the money), a repairman, our boss, and stocking, I'm going to need MORE than 5 hours".  He agreed happily. 

Problem solved. 

My hives are mad; and oozing.  Yuck.  They'll scab over and stop itching soon, then I'll apply my wonderful steroid cream later, after my shower. 

I heard from my friend, the lady who is distributing the Bibles.  She said she is going to make it a family event.  Sounds fun!  I think she is a little skeptical about the QUANTITY, but with what I've heard, I'm glad I sent everything.  In total, several hundred items. 

Well, I have a couple Gospels of John with a lady in a wheelchair on the front; and a few Chinese-language scripture booklets, but that's it!  Oh, and Ron said the postage was "on him", it was a gift, not a loan. 

Yay!  I also need to contact Grace and Truth, and get more "The Value of Trials" and "Why Does God allow Trouble?"  I thought those were good disaster tracts.  Maybe get some more "As in the Days of Noah" and "Debt Paid", too. 

I was talking to the Jehovah's Witness at work; one thing we do have in common - we take our faith seriously.  He told me once I couldn't *save* him, and I agreed.  I told him only God could do that, and only if he asked God to do it.  After that we made a truce. 

Anyway, I mentioned how I'd sent the Bibles off, and he said, after Hurricane Katrina [thousands of people were evacuated to a stadium in downtown Houston], the JW's at the shelter reported a tremendous demand for Bibles, but once they left the stadium they couldn't return. 

I felt very validated.  People really want Him right now. 

Ugh.  It is miserably hot today.  I'm hiding inside, and I'm hot and itchy and I really need to learn DON'T PUT WHEAT IN MY MOUTH, EVER.  AGH.  It is my fault. 

Well, fire ant bites are worse, so I have that. 

I need to finish the laundry, but it's too hot to run the dryer.  Tomorrow, we also need to get a quote from USAA (my Dad was in the Army) for homeowners insurance.  That's due pretty soon. 

I also need to pick my pole beans, they are ready.  I think we got some rain last night, not much, but a dab.  Either that or my neighbor's sprinkler is shooting 30 feet into my yard (doubtful). 

Ron just came out and told me it's 95 degrees.  No wonder I feel cranky.  And itchy. 

NEVER eat wheat.  I'm going to have to wear my long, baggy, cotton pants tomorrow so my legs don't scare the customers.