Wow! Two weeks in a row I am blogging. Go me!

It was a busy week at work, a bit stressful, but still enjoy working at the store. As I said last week, Mr. & Mrs. Boss went to a trade show in Calgary. I got by grinding the hamburger with out any injuries. Kept the meat and produce coolers looking presentable.

A couple glitches in our plans though.

1) If I ran out of anything from Tuesday’s order I could always order from our other supplier on Thursday. This didn’t happen. Mr. Boss knew before he left that this this company would be closing down in the next couple weeks but all of a sudden I found out it was closing Saturday and our sales rep called and told me there wasn’t much sense in ordering as it was all but cleared out. Our store is “Clover Farm” a low rung on the big corporation of “Sobeys“.

2) Mrs. Boss had the schedule for the week to make sure I had lots of help for the freight order to come in this coming Tuesday. I was informed by the truck driver that because Wednesday is Remembrance Day the all the delivery days would change. Ours is coming tomorrow. So that leaves me with one clerk who’ll be mostly on cash. So "Moi" will be left to put away most of the order. Only it wouldn’t hurt to be left ‘til Tuesday if I can’t get it done on Monday. I will also be busy with doing up the new produce and grinding fresh burger etc. that will arrive with Monday's order.  Also I usually send my order on Monday for Tuesday delivery but had to do it Friday, guessing how much will sell over the weekend, especially the cigarettes. Oh well all will turn out when the real bosses come back on Tuesday and I will resume my role as grocery manager only and let Mr. Boss look after the meat and produce end of it. Thanks to the hardware man, Howard, who came to my side as butcher to cut up roasts & steaks. Mr. Boss I guess thought leaving me alone with a big bad grinder was enough without putting a great big sharp knife in my hands lol.

Though I made it through the week at the store without injury not so cleaning my dad’s house on Wednesday afternoon. His cat, Patch, is a one person cat, Dad, but over the year she has been slowly letting me give her an occasional pat. Wednesday when I went to pat her she made a swipe at me, (she’s declawed) so when she does this I just put my hand palm down in front of her and she would smell it and that would be that. Not so this week. Without warning she grabbed my hand with her mouth and bit in with all her teeth as hard as she could. Boy did that hurt! My hand immediately swelled up I thought it was going to burst. That evening it was still swollen, red and bruised. Paul thought I should see the doctor but I figured what could he do but tell me to put on cold compresses (which I did at home) and ask about a tetanus shot (you can only get it every 5 years) which I figured I had about 4 years ago after infection from stabbing myself in the foot with a hundred year old pitch fork Paul’s grandfather used on the pig farm and I used for compost.  Even Thursday night it was still inflamed and a bit swollen but today, though tender to touch is back to normal.

Other than that it’s been a normal week. (what’s “normal” anyway?) Cleaned house yesterday and raked up 3 bags of leaves from the flower beds in the afternoon and two before church this am. We have “Island Waste Watch” this includes blue bag pick-up once a month, black bin (trash), and green bin (compost) every alternate week. Twice a year are big clean ups: fall and spring with Metal, Compost & Trash pick ups over a three week period. This coming week is compost. Leaves have to be in large paper recycling bags. Don’t know which day they will be in our area but at least I have a quite a bit done. A couple more beds and then all the needles around the trees if I have time, the weather’s good and I’m not to tired after work.