I went to Legal today and complained about my yellow ink. Of course, LTJG (now LT) Doofus wasn't there. He works for a different department, but he is at school this week. I have an appointment next week when I am supposed to see him and get this yellow straightened out. Everyone was surprised because he's so "anal" and "careful" and blah blah.
The kind gentleman who has 50 years of civil service took care of me and got me the paperwork I needed. He executed the affidavit of the POA and sent me on his way. He also gave me his email address and would like me to let him know that everything went well or if there was a problem. I went to the shop, signed everything, made copies, and put it in the mail. Two minutes later the mailman came by and picked it up. We'll see what happens from here.
I thought I was done with the POA stuff. Nah. Hello! The pain you feel in your rump is Karma kicking your a$$! I got home and found a thick envelope in the mail from our financial advisor. No, not cash, it is paperwork I have to fill out because he is switching from First Clearing to Capital Guardian. I think he used a whole box of "sign here" post-its on our paperwork. Guess I'd better get another notarized copy of the affidavit for the POA and a fresh (blue or black ink) pen. *sigh*
The good news is, I got to the shop early and was able to catch up on a lot of financial stuff I've let lapse. I have paid all the bills on time, I just haven't put them in the computer in a timely basis. I also tallied up all the deposits we've had over the past two weeks and I have to say that I like our bottom line a lot. I'm breathing a little easier now.
The email came out last night from Wellslee's, the shop in Mobile, that she will be closing the storefront and going to online sales only. She had told me about that in confidence a few weeks ago. When I was in there during her Super Bowl Sale, she was doing a brisk business. She sent me an email this morning asking me to call her. I called and she offered to let me list my yarn on her website. That is really kind of her! I'm not sure how it would work and whether she'd want a cut of the sales, but it was really neat of her to offer. It makes her shop look better with more inventory, and it offers me a place to sell that may have cheaper fees. Maybe I can list in both places. It is definitely something to think about.
I had several classes today. I got Karen going knitting in the round and now she's ready for her sock class on Saturday. Joann is a new crocheter, and has taken to it quickly. She wanted to take the Advanced Beginner Class. She was so happy to hear that I would still give lessons and help after I close the shop. She doesn't feel like she has an alternative, and she is right. The "other" shop doesn't teach at all and looks down her nose at crocheters. The shop in Fort Walton Beach and the one in Fairhope are a little snooty and don't take to crocheters much. I'd recommend Joann Fabrics, but I know the crocheting teacher (and the knitting teacher) there and I would rather she run for the hills than sit down with her. This is the hard part. The best part of having a shop is teaching others. I don't care for selling yarn. I like to help people find the right yarn for their project, but my enjoyment comes from working with people, not just being in retail. That's why the online store at this point will only be for liquidation and not be a continuing venture.
I got the chance to talk with Bill today about upcoming orders. The offers on the table range from the blah to the awesome, but I'm not thinking about them too much, as I'm sure the options will change several times between now and when he comes home. We talked about it, we agree on the order of preference, so we'll see what becomes of that.
Speaking of coming home, we're in the homestretch. We just passed the eleven month mark and are now on the downhill slide. Only six or so months to go. I can't believe I've been living alone for eleven months. I'm afraid I am going to forget how to live with him. I've taken considerable effort to not sleep in the middle of the bed. I stay on my side of the sofa. I use my towel rack. I am truly afraid of getting too comfortable without him. I'm probably going to be uncomfortable with him in the bed as I've become accustomed to it being empty.
The R&R trip next month will be wonderful! We'll have the chance to reacquaint ourselves without the distractions of the dogs, bills, or cleaning house. Yes, it is going to be that much harder to leave again, but at least we'll know it won't be that long. Maybe we should try that when he comes back. A few days in a hotel without any distractions. Then we can transition home. And then PCS.
I never thought I'd make it through six months without him (back in 2001). Now I'm faced with a year and a half deployment. I also thought I'd never run farther than the bathroom, and here I am, training for my second half marathon. We don't know what we are capable of until we are tested and I plan to pass this test with flying colors. I am keeping myself busy and "taking care of number one", something that has been on the back burner for years. I take life one day at a time. I set goals and I do my best to achieve them. Some days I want to scream and carry on. Other days pass so quickly I hardly notice.
I appreciate this opportunity to get to know myself and I am going to make the most of it.
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