What was that curse again?

Ah, yes, that was it. "May you live in interesting times."

Anyone care to take a few things off my plate?

Let's see. This week we have the dreaded "Loonie and Toonie" sale going at work. (Aside: I hate that word 'toonie'. Stupid made-up word. Why can't we call it a 'doubloon'? It looks like one, and it's a double-loon. Anyway...)

These loonie-toonie ads are crazy. Last Saturday our store was bursting at the seams, setting a record for both customer count and sales volume. Thank heaven for small mercies, at least this time they didn't put every third item in the frozen department on sale. Last time we ran one of these, we had Eggo Waffles for $1 (regular retail: $2.17). If I had filled my walk-in freezer from front to back, wall to wall and floor to ceiling with Eggos, I still would have ran out. But I couldn't do that because Polar Novelties were on sale. So were McCain hashbrowns. So were Swanson Dinners. And frozen struesel cakes. And that says nothing of all the dairy items on sale. I wrote our head office a plea for sanity and they seem to have listened to me. I only have three things on sale this time: chocolate milk ($1.00), Green Giant Vegetables and Sauce ($1.00) and Michelina Bowls ($2.00).
A cinch, right?
Yeah.
Last weekend I sold over three thousand units of chocolate milk. I would have sold more if I could possibly have ordered more, but my dairy cooler wouldn't hold everything I did order--we had to branch out into the meat and produce coolers besides. Chaos. Total chaos. Add to that the over two hundred leakers I've had--Neilson can't produce the milk fast enough to satify demand and still manage to, you know, make sure the tops are sealed...and you can certainly understand that I will live just as long and die just as happy if I never see another carton of chocolate milk.
And those Green Giant Vegetables and Sauce? Almost nine thousand sold so far this week.

Next week promises to be even more crazy. I just had holidays a month ago, but if these twelve hour days keep up I'm going to need a mental health week soon.

Last night was our final adoption class--nearly three hours of sitting and talking when I would much rather have been prone and sleeping. Now the homestudy starts up--Children's Aid workers invading our home and tearing apart our lives. We have no idea what this entails, butwe have been told it's intense Knowing Children's Aid it will probably take place in the evenings, right when we have ten thoussand other things on the go. Like:

Chocolate season is in full swing.We're working hard to turn out several dozen a night and tens of dozens on weekends amidst all the housework

And the housework! This owning your own house kind of loads on the chores! I haven't been able to get out and rake my copiously overflowing back yard yet. It's dark when I leave in the morning and full dark when I get home.

Kind of amazed, actually, that I have time to writeanything half so substantial as this blog.