A couple words is honestly all I have time for tonight…and I’m writing this in the evening to be published tomorrow morning, because I know I’m going to be too short of time, and running too late to write in the morning, before work.
Work was hard today, and it will be hard tomorrow, too. I’ve started re-setting the electrical aisle. Electrical, which I know not a goddamned thing about, I’m ashamed to say, even though my father was an electrician. So, in order to make the arrangement of small parts and nondescript pieces make some kind of sense, I’m having to learn about electrical “stuff” (for lack of a better word!).
I now – kind of – know whether bitty parts go with PVC, EMT, rigid or flex conduit, so I can sort them accordingly. I have separated out the connectors and accessories for Romex, or wire connections, as they don’t go with conduit at all. It will all be helpful knowledge, if I ever get through it. Every shelf has to be cleared, cleaned and moved. I’m sorting pieces into rows of brown paper sacks. I’m trying to follow the diagram for set-up provided by the supplier, and the advice of a local electrician. I’m sure it will be an improvement. For now though, it’s a lot of mental and physical strain.
When I got home, I planned to work for an hour or two updating the database for the Beaver Beacon. Then my daughter called, with a list of other things I had to do first. I should have already done many of them…but, you know, I’ve been under the weather (in case you missed all the complaining I did about it!). So, it’s now almost nine-thirty, and I’m just sitting down to a plate of leftover spaghetti. I still have to update the subscriptions and winter addresses in the database. When that is finished, I’m off to bed. That’s all the energy I have left. Thank you all for joining me for dinner, and yet another bitch session.