This is the kind of day I had:

* My husband turned on the television at 6:43 a.m. to check if the SNOW had caused a school delay. Uh, snow? Hello? The daffodils are in full bloom! I potted plants in my new pots outdoors! Snow at this time of year in the Pacific Northwest is unacceptable in all ways. (No school delay, either.)

* I realized early this evening that my teeth felt so weird because I forgot to brush them today in my haste to scurry to my computer for my shift which began at 8:00 a.m. Yes, people, I work in my bathrobe from time to time. Especially on Thursday mornings when my shift begins a mere eight hours after my night shift has ended.

* The phone rang with irritating frequency today, including one guy who called on behalf of a candidate for governor. When he finally took a breath after four straight minutes of talking, I told him, “He will get my vote but not my money. Bye!” in a cheery voice. I hate those phone calls. [Note: Many of the phone calls were from my husband.]
* That is all.

7 thoughts on “Grit

  1. Many years ago we opted for an “unpublished” telephone number that isn’t given out for ANY reason by the phone company, even in emergencies. When my dad-in-law had a heart attack while hunting near Goldendale many years ago, the phone company called us to let us know we needed to call my mom-in-law at a phone booth and gave us the number. This, of course, was in the days before cell phones. Unpublished is BLISS!!! No telemarketers. No surveys. And no POLITICIANS!!! The only time we get any unsolicited phone calls is if it’s on an automatic computer listing where the phone numbers are numerically ordered. And that only happens maybe once or twice a year, if even that. I realize with your hubby’s ‘job’ that isn’t a luxury you guys can have because he needs to be accessible…but, oh, it’s sooooooooo nice!


  2. We just let the machine answer. Family and friends know that if they want to talk to us, they need to identify themselves or we’re not going to pick up.

    We’re on the “no call” list, but the politicians conveniently excluded themselves from that restriction. How annoying.


  3. My vote but not my money — love it. I might use that one. I’ve volunteered with local candidates at times; I always specify what I’ll do (paperwork, lit drops) and what I won’t (canvas neighborhoods, phone calls), but the folks in charge still call me for the other jobs. Then they sound embarrassed when I remind them that I’m hearing impaired, and I’ve already told them what I will and will not do for the candidate.


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