I want to be a good vendor.

I've been busy and depressed.  Not a good duo.  I have battled this depression for about a month and I'm ready for it to end. 

Ron made a joke about stun gun do it myself therapy, and I was actually tempted for a minute.  {I don't own a stun gun}

So, today, properly medicated, this will be more in the random thoughts. 

We went to work yesterday.  Work, warehouse, back to work and stocking.  We had no power in our stockroom so I had to have the blind man find things for me.  Pretty funny. 

The weather has been chilly, upper 30's to low 40's, drizzly.  Ron kept us home Friday and Saturday due to even worse weather (high winds).   Imagine waiting for an hour, outside, in the rain and cold with a horrendous wind.  Yeah.  It sucks.  I was delighted to accept the days off. 

We, of course, had to go in after that.  Sure enough, a machine was down.  The electricians apparently work on the weekend and cut off power to the food machine for longer than 4 hours, which triggered the health code warning.  Happily, we do not have perishables in the food machine, just cold drinks and such. 

Drinks have been very popular, snacks moderate.  I can't keep up with demand for the hot chips.  They adore them.  I expect a different population and product lineup when they put us back in the midst of the cubicle farm.  I expect more veggie chips, plain chips, baked chips, pretzels, low fat candy type of things.  The line workers aren't watching their figure, they work very hard and want maximum taste. 

I was very happy to get home, a little alarmed when the neighbor (5 kids) came over.  He wants to do a cleanup day in the yard and haul off some brush, etc.  I said sure. 

I have been sleeping OK but a lot of wierd dreams and nightmares.  My pastor says some of what we call depression is actually spritual warfare.  That's probably the case - both. 

Torbie has been awesome about sleeping with me.  I like to kiss her, on her side, give her a little pet, when I wake up in the middle of the night.  She may be an "old" lady but she has a beautiful spirit. 

I did hand out 3 Bibles today.  That made me happy.  I also did some nice things for other people which also makes me happy (the Bible says don't brag on your good deeds). 

I got more depression food today at Walmart, spaghetti rings in sauce with no meat (the meat makes me sick), a gallon of milk, Ron suggested a can of beef stew.  I did that.  I also got some TV dinners.  Easy to fix food that will not make me sick from my medication.  Yay. 

When I talked to Mom, she was pretty horrified I eat the hotdogs "with the nitrates?!"  We won't tell her about this week's menu. 

I still had plenty of cereal left from my last shopping trip.  I can take my meds with a bowl of rasin bran.  Generic rasin bran comes in a 20 ounce box, only 9 cents an ounce.  The best price in the cereal aisle.  I also like it. 

I also bought myself the luxury of a couple of 6 packs of bottled soda (500 ml).  One Diet Mountain Dew, one Diet Dr Pepper.  Normally I don't for budget reasons but I want to pamper myself a little. 

We were out of disposable spoons, so I got the sporks down off the cabinet (my kitchen cabinets do not go to the ceiling).  We're set for a while now.  It's about 3/4 full.  We ordered them by accident years ago (unwrapped) and then opened them.  Once it's open you can't return them, so we bought them from the business and took them home.  

After we got home I put up the groceries and then taped up the packages.  Mom and Dad each have their own box.  I found some really cute peppermint themed strapping tape. 

Ron, my hero, saved me from 3 hours bus riding in the rain and cold.  He waited at Taco Bell while I walked over to the post office.  It wasn't bad.  I gossiped a little about work, mailed my stuff, and left.  They should get it Wednesday. 

I assume they will put it under the tree, it's pretty festive with the tape.  Then they can open it Christmas Day. 

I apparently have "inbound" packages.  I will find a place for them, I think on top of my stand alone front room cabinet. 

Tomorrow, back to work.  This is our month - sales will crash next month.  We will make our money this month.  So, off to the warehouse again (we sure earn our membership), buy drinks, go to work, chill them, stock what I can, stock the drinks when they're cold. 

Apparently the other vendor is stocking hot drinks which is giving us a bad reputation, until I take one out and show it to them.  "Feel that".  "OOO!"  (digging for money). 

I want to be a good vendor.