Well, it seems things haven’t changed that much since I was a youngster.  I still can’t walk, talk and do something at the same time!

Yesterday I was in the frame shop and had nicely framed a canvas painting.  It was a large one and it was the first of 2. Yes you’ve guessed it, I put it in the wrong frame!  It was easy enough to remove fortunately but a pain as I had actually wrapped it up as complete.  At least I realised my mistake before the customer came in which is some consolation but still I felt like an idiot!  Thing is I had checked before I started so had no reason to make that mistake except I was too busy chatting!

 So I had to start again but I never got it finished as a walk in customer came in and Kristin (the other head framer) was away for her break.  I managed to do a great job of choosing a frame and a mat for her little antique crochets but on the PC I got completely lost.  I knew how to put in the frame no, the mat no and the size but I could not for the life of me think, how you do a mat only (without an opening).  Fortunately, Kristen arrived about that time which is just as well as these little beasties where costing a fortune according to the PC.  I tried watching what she was doing but she was doing it at a lightening place, clicking here, there and everywhere, so I never really saw how she managed to rescue the order.  In the end the woman decided to take just a quote as it was still way above what she thought she would be spending.  It would be interesting to see how Micheal’s charges as that is her normal choice of place, apparently when Nev was there.  No doubt she will be going there to get a quote.  If I see her back, then I know there will be little difference and that she wants Nev to do the work as she trusts Nev.  Nev has a very loyal bunch of customers.

Yesterday, I put in a change of my regular hours as I realise I don’t like to work really in the early hours of the morning  (5-7 am shifts) and closing. So hopefully my hours will be more regular now as that is another thing that is bugging me, not being able to plan more than a few days ahead of time.  So now they have me down as available from 8am-7pm Mon-Fr, Sat 8am-3pm and no Sundays.  Also I have put down I am only available for 25 hours as I realise I am not able to be creative if I am working more than 35 hours a week which I am currently doing.  Last night I got home at 5.40 and actually manage to be rested enough to start my May bead journal.  As I have several projects going on and going nowhere fast, I decided to make my hours shorter.  Gordon is all in favour of this as he hadn’t envisioned me working so many hours. Plus, Alan has completely failed at college, we no longer have to pay his fees, so working is not the priority it was.

Not sure what Alan is going to do for the future as the job promotion at work doesn’t seem to have panned out and for some reason he is not on the full-time schedule at the moment.  I suspect he is worrying himself to death at the moment, as he was hoping to get the promotion, save some money and move into his own place.  Without the promotion he wouldn’t be able to afford that.  Of course he will never admit to worrying, he never does, just ploughs on, biting his lip and hoping somehow things will turn out OK. If he had just admitted his ADHD to the college he could have gotten help but no, he needed to proved to himself he could do it. Pride is good in places but can be hindrance in others!  No doubt I will get hassle for writing about this as quite rightly the kids hate seeing what I write but they are part of my life, worries and joys, so if they don’t like it, don’t read it!