It's Been A Quiet Week In Eudora, My Home Town...

We are big fans of Garrison Keillor's Prairie Home Companion. At least if we are in the car. We never think to turn it on in the house. The same for Click and Clack The Tap It brothers. Wouldn't miss it-if I am in the car. The only time a radio is on in the house is if there is a ballgame Butch can't get on TV-used to be home games for the kids if they were playing away from home and we couldn't go. When I was a girl I listened to the radio constantly and my Mom would yell 'turn it down!' (1), 'TURN IT DOWN! (2), 'TURN THE #%#* OFF!) (3). Click-it's off. The Mama-she was formidable. Love her still. Anyway-it seems like it was a quiet week in my little town. In retrospect it really wasn't. Easter weekend? A major holiday and a pleasant one to boot. Maybe quiet means ok, pleasant-happy. Not anxious, not stressed. I didn't get the job at the library-the 'Friend's Coordinator'. Wasn't even interviewed for it. Bruce-the Library Director was however prompt, friendly and courteous. A little of that goes a long long way. Something Nurses forget and don't get sometimes. The library has a new position open-a part-time page. Same job I did in High School. Wouldn't mind doing now at all-but I passed the tip onto my 23 year old son who is looking for work. Hope he gets it. Met with a Home Health Company Thursday night who is sending out feelers in this area. Met with one of the recruiters. Got a free large pizza. Cool. Will get my license up and running and apply Monday.
I truly respect Nursing. I plan to keep up with my shop Gamut. I love it. Easter was good. Went to church and sat with my Mom, Lauridsens, Dan and Kim and Kids, Katie. Bill did a great job. Had a fun supper at Montney's with a egg hunt, dog, swing set, good company and food. The kids got together later to play WOW. They had fun. Dan's move to evenings has gone smoothly. Ella has adjusted well. No one is sick. We are safe and dry and fed and warm. It was a quiet week.

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I woke up as Butch was getting ready for work. He is Mr. Dependable and I hope that the hospital knows what a treasure he is. "Would you bring me some coffee with the new creamer in it?" I mumble. "Of course" he answers quietly. Coffee is generally the first thought in my mornings-a physically addictive stimulant indeed. I must have dozed-when I drank it was tepid but not quite room temp yet. Gulp. It was gone. Yummy. My next thought-my shop. Every morning like Christmas morning. Did I sell something? Did anyone pick me as a favorite? The thrill of a new adventure-but so much more personal than my other careers. Not more important. My first jobs were as a page in libraries-starting when I was 14? Thru high school, college and a young adult. During the summers I worked as a packer for North American Van Lines with my sister. That was wild. Hot long days packing other people's things. But I liked working with the girls-it felt like being a grown up, certainly different than putting books away. I worked in a bakery briefly. Yuk. When I had my first baby I started baby-sitting. Nephew Ryan was a darling. I did that off and on until Katie started kindergarten. Then I went back to college and became an RN. I liked nursing-it is hard work. But profitable. For others and your own soul. A challenge, the stakes are very high sometimes. When a Nurse makes an oops-it is not funny at all. I was a 'nurse' for 13-15 in some capacity-an RN for 12-13. I may again. But not today. Today I make and sell my handmade wares at Gamut.