Monday, September 11, 2017

My Life

It brought a smile to my face when this showed up mid-afternoon on my desk. Anything to bolster my courage and strength on "fair" week. He didn't have to, but he did. Maybe I complained too loudly when it took hours and hours this morning to process credit card payments and new orders that came in over the weekend. Or he may have heard the weariness in my voice as I answered the phone yet again (although my good helper took most of the calls, by far!).

I've been preparing for weeks and, yes, months! The reams of paper and many toner cartridges which translated into thousands of brochures/pamphlets were stuffed into white, plastic bags. For awhile it only loomed in the distance but now suddenly it is upon us. And I remember why I'm glad not every month is September.

But it's not all work. There's the report that the boss gives every morning of how many sales were made the day before. The excitement when a salesman calls in for the next building number and you eagerly ask, "What did you sell?" And we all cheer when a non-salesman at the office (filling in for those at the fair) sells 4 storage containers in one shot!

At long last the 5:00 o'clock bell rang and with a happy sigh I locked the door and flipped the "Open" sign to "Closed". The guys gathered their lunch boxes and straggled through the office on their way out. A few sat at their desks finishing up last minute paperwork. At last it grew quiet and still I stared at the work before me. I had no reason to rush home. No one waiting for me to make supper. No one to tell about my day.

I came home anyway. Around 6. To my lovely house and a well-stocked fridge, thanks to my ambitious efforts on Saturday. I sat down to eat and listen to the sermon of the week, a message on "The Disciple of Joy". I thought it was odd since the sermon at church yesterday was on "Dancing/Joy". What's all this joy about?? It couldn't have anything to do with feeling sad all last week.

I haven't even finished listening to that sermon cause when I get the urge to write I have to do it NOW! And now I'm thinkin'... I'm gonna go out and dance. Like no one is watching.:)

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