Monday, August 23, 2010

Never say Never

I believe it was Sir Winston Churchill that once said, " Never, never, never, never say never." I fully understand what that means now. Back in June 2000 when I retired from my job at the elementary school I said I would "never" go back to work, at least not in a paid position. Well, guess who has had to eat her words? Yep, yours truly. It was just too good to pass up and the way it happened was just like it was meant to be. As you know I have been volunteering in the hospital gift shop for a little over three years and just love it. The part-time night clerk decided to quit and this was made known to me quite by accident and it just hit me that I might be interested. I talked to the manager and she explained how to apply online. I did and I am now the night clerk and I still love it. I only work four nights a week and three hours a night. It is not hard work, I get to meet a lot of people and sometimes I get to just listen to people as they want to talk. So far I don't think Joe minds. He doesn't act upset and even acts like he might like the idea. The pay isn't that great, but I didn't go into it to get rich, not monetarily anyway. So just remember to Never say Never.

Things in the Staggs' household have not been all fun and games lately. You know that Eddy has a chemical addiction, even though I really believe he has got that under control. But he will be released from Tuscaloosa County jail tomorrow after serving a 30 day sentence from two years ago. He could have avoided it by simply going down there and taking a certificate showing where he had completed the program at a state run rehab. He chose to not do and leave it in the hands of his attorney, who of course did not do as he said he would. Another lesson learned: never pay an attorney his full fee up front. They can tell you anything, but since they already have their money, don't count on them keeping their word. Bottom line is that it was ultimately Eddy's responsibility to take care of it and he didn't. Time to grow up, Boy.

Sunday our congregation is celebrating our 20th anniversary. It is hard to believe that it has already been that long. I was not there for the first six months, but am so glad that I am there now. It has been a wonderful time for me especially in my spiritual growth. I have developed some of the most wonderful friendships and love all the projects that I am involved in. It is such a good feeling to be able to do for people that are less fortunate than we.

I am going to try to do better about posting, but I think I said that the last time, too. I have good intentions but we all know which road is paved with good intentions. It really is a long time past my bed time and tomorrow is a long day. Ladies' class is in the morning and then work at 4:00. Joe has to see his cardiologist in Birmingham for his check-up tomorrow so I don't have to make lunch for him.

Until the next post, stay cool and enjoy life.