A good day

What a way to start the day, bleary eyed I got up just as tired as when I went to bed but things started to perk up as I walked to the car.  I looked up to see a beautiful star filled night sky.  The little jewels of light sparkling in the black velvet sky.  I like stars they make me feel so good and so at ease.  Strange that something that is made up of nothing but millions nuclear reactions happening all the time can seem so peaceful.  It was a mild morning yet there was a slight chill in the area but the warmth of the shop floor soon replaced it as I walked into work.  Which reminds me I must congratulate the person or focus group who put together the playlist of music that is played over the public address system for the night staff and online shoppers until 6:30 everyday.  Guy’s some of the music rocks but at the present a good proportion makes for very depressing listening.  You are trying to entertain peep who are working 12 hour shifts or getting to work at silly O’clock in the morning and depressing slow beat music is not the answer.  It is no wonder a lot of peeps bring their own music in.

Anyway work was a scream today especially rocking AMB4, the bread section to non-online shopping folk, we banged trollies and had a laugh.  Today was a very relaxing day compared to yesterday that was refreshing even if the shopping was bitty and difficult when the shop opened.  It was nice to see several of my silver shoppers and get an update on the fight to get one of their Rabbits to eat.  I even did an online shop for the same customer today as last Saturday, I remember it as they requested ½ Kg of the same vegetable and they are the only one to do so.  It did not help that I forgot to take my meds this morning so halfway into my shift I started to feel crap.  Thankfully I was rescued by a bacon and sausage sandwich and two cups of tea, thank you T xxx.

I also got the reasoning behind why certain peeps think I was brave posting the photographs in my Naked Truth Post.  It is that peeps do not feel comfortable with or could not make public their feelings.  I have to admit I totally respect that and it is not an approach or thing I would recommend for everyone.  Especially as there are those who will not agree with what one says or the approach you take or will make cheap shots because they can.  Only if you can stand up and face those people and their comments can you truly do it.  It is strange as I have never been one for group therapy sessions yet I feel comfortable telling my story to the world wide web.  I guess it is because there is a sense of detachment, breathing space that allows me to have a comfort zone yet be honest.  Yet there is another of life’s funny situations, you can answer the most personal questions honestly and peeps will still not believe you or find it plausible.

Well it is time for bed, this chap is tired and he has 5 hours of shopping to music tomorrow.

Until the next time take care.

Si x