Jack just managed to get in under the wire this week for his Wednesday guest post –
Some days are just ‘normal’ – here’s one – –
Start with a run to the grocery store for the makings of shepherd’s pie (supper with our good friends Beth and Brandon tonight – plus a guitar lesson with Brandon).
Medicate the dogs and feed the three garage cats.
Clean out the cat litter trays.
Another good friend Teri arrives and hangs out until the shop opens.
Order six new Celtic flags for our annual festival coming up in a month’s time.
Tidy the bookstore kitchen and mop the floor.
Get the festival banners out of the shed and paint out the ‘4’ in the date ready to be re-painted as ‘3’.
A couple arrive to collect their winnings in the bookstore auction of surplus stuff.
Two elderly and very frail ladies arrive with a bag of Christian romances to exchange for more of the same. But they also spend some money on more books – they are lovely and we chat at length.
A young woman arrives for more (bulky and heavy) auction items. She is carrying an infant and is on her own. The items are upstairs.
A regular and very interesting customer comes in and browses and spends money on lots of books.
Start making the afore-mentioned shepherd’s pie.
Two folk who’ve never been before arrive and I give them a quick tour – they buy some books and come back to get Wendy’s ‘Little Bookstore’ book after they go for money. (We do take cards, btw.)
Continue preparing the shepherd’s pie.
A lady from a not-so-very-close book-club that read ‘Little Bookstore’ phones to arrange a visit next week. Sadly, on a day when Wendy will be out of town, but they will be happy to see me!
Package a book we had sold on-line and Wendy gets it over to the post office.
Get a message asking if I can guest lecture to a class at UVA Wise on Scottish-Appalachian connections in a couple of weeks’ time.
We can’t find two small hand-carved statuettes that were sold in the auction. They were hiding in Science Fiction!
Finish the shepherd’s pie.
Another couple arrive to collect auction items – from upstairs. We carry down the desk, avoiding kittens.
Medicate kittens.
Friends arriving for dinner at 6:30 to eat the shepherd’s pie.
Guitar lesson with one of the friends.
Pick apples from our apple tree so Wendy can freeze them.
Drink heavily.
Sleep.
Today’s post is from Mike Still, a volunteer at Hazel House. Please rest assured that what happened to him won’t happen again….. and we wish him well in therapy.
DIDO, pre-deed
(Incidentally, there’s nothing like drying off a black kitten still in denial of the presence of liquid appearing in mid-air.) Licorice is a good kid, though, and shouldn’t show any signs of shock for some months.
Wendy Welch: Books, Yarn, Cats, Opioids 