Scaring the salesman

"He's coming" I told the salesman as Ron lurched down our hall.  "You'd better hurry".   The man looked over my shoulder and began hurridly wrapping up his "Switch to us and bundle" speech. 

"Heather" Ron drawled ominiously "Do you need me to deal with him?  Is he bothering you?"  I snickered. 

"No, Ron, he's fine.  He was just leaving". 

"Did you give him a Bible yet?"  The guy paled and took a couple steps backward, then left. 

I have to laugh.  Poor salesman never knew what hit him.  He had come to tell us they were "upgrading" and noticed we weren't signed up for service. 

I had some bad times with the cable company.  I would only use them as the very last resort.  We have Direct TV, and love it.  If there is a problem, a nice man comes out the next day to fix it. 

I told him, no.  But they were upgrading, and...  "No.  I don't want anyone in my house and I like my current provider". 

"I like my internet"

"I am happy with my cell phone provider" (This is about the time when Ron started roaring from the back). 

I told him Ron pays all the bills.  "Could I talk to your husband?" 

"He's pretty cranky"  I replied.  Ron had been roaring "Do you need help?  Is he bothering you?"  for a while, so he understood. 

Then Ron got out of bed and started walking down the hall.  That's what scared the sales man.   The Bible offer is what drove him off completely. 

I had gotten a "No" on offering him a Bible anyway, so I thought it was funny.  Ron told me, he wanted the man to know, there was another man in the house, to protect me.  I thought that was very sweet. 

Earlier, I had told him I was too gorked on my medication to spell a word out loud for him.  Ephriram I think - the tribe of Israel.  I could read aloud, but I couldn't spell aloud.  The letters kept dancing around and getting mixed up. 

I have noticed that on the medication.  My IQ has definitely taken a dive. 

However, I had a lot of time to think about what I wanted from medication, and what side effects I'd be willing to tolerate.  I decided I'd be willing to endure anything, if I could just get the noise out of my head. 

In order of aggravation:
Brain fog
Fatigue
Nausea
Migraines
Dry mouth
Frequent urination
Shaky, "dumb" hands. 

Ron complained a little, and I told him I had no choice.  I have to take my medication.  Then he got mad at God for a while. 

I have learned not to take it personally: Ron's told me, he gets angry that I have to suffer - he isn't angry at me.  I accept his statement but it's always uncomfortable. 

So, I woke up after more nightmares.  These, about church.  I have had a series of nightmares this week, due to the mania.  When I'm manic, I have bad dreams, and I've been manic for about a week. 

I think the worst was the one involving animal abuse.  I told Ron the dream, and he was horrified.  I think he gets a little scared that something like that can come out of my head.  God knows I get scared. 

So, sleeping hasn't been much fun.  I go to bed late and hope I'll be so tired, I'll sleep better.  Never works. 

When I got up I talked to Ron for a while.  We had fun.  He even talked to me while I took my shower. 

I had to skip my God Time until later (I did that before I turned the computer on).  Now, off to work. 

However, our ride was very late.  If we worked for anyone else, we'd have been fired. 

When we got to work, and I always find it funny: a woman who NEVER buys anything from the vending machines complained about the coffee machine.  Why are you complaining if you never use it? 

Of course I fixed it - well, put a note up for them not to use a certain selection.  The other ones are fine.  I helped Ron with sodas, did an inventory for the Dr Pepper order, and took a photo of the soda machine.  There is a problem.

Rather than describe it, I took a photo with my cell phone. I can't send a photo from my cell phone to an email (that's what I was given), so I had to use my cell phone as a USB storage device and plug it into the computer, sending it that way. 

I plan to upload a few to the slide show in a minute, after I finish the blog. 

From work, we went home, then to the other location. Ron stocked it while I ran to the Indian Import store.  I think that's the one business that is doing worse than mine.  It is clear they are having HARD TIMES.  I was happy to find "Perfect Plum" henna in addition to the brown henna.  I know I like the brown.  The purple should be fun.  Both cost $7 total. 

First, though, an allergy test.  I also got some vaseline to put along my hairline because henna does dye the skin.  I already had the other things - a wide tooth comb, a shower cap, etc. 

Then I got some cheap fast food for us both, took that back, and we ate it.  Yum. 

Our ride came and we had a straight ride home, that was nice.  Nap time!  You knew that was coming! 

I had a good nap, Bubba curled up by my head. 

Now I just need to do my allergy test so I don't have a disaster, doing my henna. 

If I go with the purple tint (it will be more of a tint than an actual, strong purple), I will take a photo and upload.