Monday, December 11, 2017
I didn’t have to stand in line too long at the post office this morning. I wouldn’t have wanted to be behind me in the line-up though.
When I walked in the door there were about half a dozen people ahead of me. There were two clerks on duty so it didn’t take long for it to be my turn. One of the clerks was new and I hoped I wouldn’t get her as I had a lot of packages – some big, some small – with different delivery and signing options for most of them. I ended up with the new clerk but she did her job well.
In all the time I was at the counter the other clerk served only two people – but both of them had problems. They were older ladies and they had a heck of a time working the debit/credit card machine; one of them even had to sit and rest a bit between tries. The clerk looking after them was very patient though and eventually they got processed. As I was going out the door I didn’t make eye contact with anyone but I noticed that the line up was snaking all the way out the door!
Pat left for the studio this morning; I’ll do a walk-on Friday and join him for the weekend. I had a few posters to put up for a Cranberry Hall concert coming in January and when that was done I got the minutes of the last meeting organized and sent out. I have three projects ready for the bee tomorrow, plus one other one “just in case”.
I’ll do a bit of reading until supper and then knit for the evening.
Tandi is a single mother running from a dysfunctional family and an abusive relationship. When she comes to rest on Hatteras Island she is able to rent a small cottage from an elderly woman, Iola Anne Poole. When Tandi finds the woman dead she is tasked with cleaning out the kitchen. But Tandi can’t resist the urge to investigate the rest of the house and when she finds a cupboard full of prayer boxes she can’t resist reading all the notes inside. What she learns about Iola and herself will change her life.