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Today has been...a day.

Wow...so busy today, running around, making arrangements, phone calls, ring sizer and then...

The great jewel heist, 2007!!

It was innocent, officer, I promise.
So I'm in the jeweler's, getting the engagement ring fitted with a spacer so that it won't slip off my finger, and I see these two diamond bracelets, absolutely gorgeous, each for $2,400 marked down to $2,000. What a steal!

So I did.

Well not really. I tried it on, and Ray (the owner) said "Hey! Come over here and look at these wedding bands on the Internet." I walked around the counter, and we spent a good, 20 minutes looking at the celtic knotted bands, which are the ones Z and I favor most. He and I discussed what they'd do for my engagement ring (and also complimented me on the diamonds...or quality thereof, which I forgot to tell Z), and how quick they could turn it around.

Great! So I'm out the door, headed for my next stop -- the Post Office. I go in with my item, get it priced, and the chick said, "Girrrrrrl, you must have a man in love with you, to have all those diamonds on your fingers /and/ your wrist!!"

Horrified, I snapped my wrist up, pushed down the jacket and sleeve and cuddled right up next to my Tiffany's signature heart bracelet (which I /thought/ she was talking about) was the diamond bracelet from the jewelry store. OMGGGGGGGGGGG. I freaked out. Ray had given me his business card, and I immediately called him to let him know what I did. Feeling like some kind of inmate, I rolled back into the store, apologized profusely, and felt my own mortality sneaking up and tapping me on the shoulder, saying: "That memory is GONE, HUN."

Eep. Poor Ray!!!! I can't believe I just forgot I had it on and jetted outside the store with it. How does that /happen/??? Anyway, I returned so all is well.

Old wive's tale
Mkay. Whomever said witch hazel actually helps with bags, etc. is full of sheize. Heh. The pharmacist at Walgreen's looked it up, and he said sure enough, it showed up, but said it was a hoax, an old wive's tale, a myth. I'm glad I didn't blow that big $5 on a bottle. Whew. Near miss, that one. I did, however, get Preparation H in hopes that it will help with the eyes in the manana. Yeah, yeah, laugh if you will; I'll try anything at this point short of surgery.

Francine, an angel sent straight from heaven
So in the middle of all this, I was home when Francine showed up. We talked about life, our situations, and I had gathered up a box for her of stuff I knew she needed and could use. I told her we should go through all my unpacked boxes and look in those, also. We talked a little more (she thanked me for doing her taxes :D I felt so good :D) and then she informs me that while I'm running errands, she was "...going to do a little cleaning up while I was gone."

ACKKKK. I /told/ her to come along with me, and we could have lunch while we're at it, but she wouldn't hear of it. She started chastising me for not calling her earlier (being in pain all the time with no help is NOT winning me any awards for housekeeping), and told me to get out of her house and let her work. I told her that I wasn't working right now, and couldn't afford it. She told me not to dare mention money, after all I'd done for her.

Awwwwwwwww. I literally cried. Like a baby. Not just a sniffle and a tear, but a full-fledged crying session. For her to do something out of sheer kindness was beyond touching. She's almost through now, and the house is spotless and clean-smelling. I'm /so/ lucky. I have treated her well in the past, when I did make incredible money and could afford her twice a week; but I never expected her to just up and decide to come take care of me (as she puts it) years' later while I'm going through this "bad" spell. Okay. I hush, or I cry again.

And now, it's time for deenar. Running around all day was tiring. My knees weep for relief, and I can hear my PB&J calling my name.

That is all.


( 12 whispered — Whisper to me )
Nov. 9th, 2007 02:36 am (UTC)
LOL! I would have died about the bracelet.

That was so sweet of Francine to help you out that way.

(Can the newbie ask what is causing your pain, or is that a bad topic) :(
Nov. 9th, 2007 02:45 am (UTC)
I did panic about the bracelet!! LOL. Francine is an angel. She JUST NOW finished and left, telling me to not wait so long to call her for help. I cried again. LOL.

I'll make an entry just for you tomorrow, if that's okay. I'm soooooooo tired, and my med stuff needs to be kept sort of locked up. :)
Nov. 9th, 2007 02:56 am (UTC)
Jewel thief. What I wanna know is how he didn't remember you were walking out with them on! Like did he sigh and say "oh well, I'll write those off... sigh."

When I was a little girl staying the night at a friend's house, there was a jar of Witch Hazel pads on the back of the toilet. I asked my friend what they were and she whispered "I think they're for my Mom's butt." I simply could not imagine why and went home and promptly asked MY mom. My mom and hers were good friends and they shared much laughter discussing this. Memories.
Nov. 9th, 2007 03:48 pm (UTC)
I don't think he saw me put it on. I was waiting for him while he looked at the engagement ring and put the spacer inside for me. LOL.

LOL @ mom's butt. Good one! A little kid busted his dad at the counter of Walgreen's yesterday. I was waiting, and the kid said "DAD YOU FORGOT TO LET HER RING THIS UP BEFORE IT WENT IN OUR BAG!"

I almost died. I looked at him, smiled, and said "kids." LOLOLOL. Too funny.
Nov. 9th, 2007 02:59 am (UTC)
its nice to have someone take care of you for a bit, even if only a day.

i'll spare you the prep H jokes.

peanut butter and jelly for dinner? sounds good.

I'm plum dun wrote out. gonna watch this week's episode of house and then hit the hay.

hope you get some good sleep
Nov. 9th, 2007 03:49 pm (UTC)
I ended up with an italian feast! Yummmmmmmm. I bet you are wrote out. Last night, I did get fairly reasonable sleep, waking up only a couple of times :) Probably because my house is so neat and clean! =)
Nov. 9th, 2007 04:41 pm (UTC)
yeah, i slept like the freaking dead last night. it was most awesome. got like 7 hours.
Nov. 9th, 2007 04:44 pm (UTC)
Seven hours? WT...a good night's sleep is 12!!! Hahha :D
Nov. 9th, 2007 04:51 pm (UTC)
i can only dream...

i think now that i've stopped taking the chantix i'll be able to sleep again. i figure there are three really good reasons for me to not be smoking, and if none of them are enough to quit me from sparking up a fag, then nothing is gonna work
Nov. 9th, 2007 04:58 pm (UTC)
Man! AGAIN, aohell has eaten a comment I've made!

I'm not asking about the three good reasons :)
Nov. 9th, 2007 04:09 am (UTC)
Bracelet - lol...hope I never do that at work

W - will remember that next time a customer asks where the witch hazel is.

Francine - Awwwww. That was awesome!
Nov. 9th, 2007 01:56 pm (UTC)
I'm not sure, but I don't think the entire store of Walgreen's is worth as much as that bracelet. lololol

It was nice for Fran to do all that. Wow. Felt so good waking up to a pristine house.
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