Just a Warning: I was really tired when I wrote this.
I recently was involved in a local business expo. I was in the costume show of one of our town's few clothing stores. I "played" a Victorian Lady. I also helped set up, run, and tear down their booth. I had to stand all day.
That was on Saturday. Then on Sunday, I ran over to my church and helped set up and run their trunk or treat. I helped a lady with a "throw an inflatable ball through a hula hoop" game. When she had to leave because of her elderly mother getting tired, I took over. So I would give the ball to the kids, they would throw it through the hoop, I would run and get it and let them try again until they got it through, and give them a piece of candy. Standing, running, and Smiling! all day...
Then on Monday I got up at 7 and ran over to the driver's license place to go stand outside the door in line until it opened. Then came back at ten for the test. And...didn't pass. The tester guy said I drove good but I didn't come to a "complete" stop at two of the stop signs so he couldn't pass me. Then we decided to go over to a music store and clothing consignment store that we heard about in the expo. It's about a half hour away or so, we think. So we put the address in the GPS and let it lead us there. Except we were thinking the way they were leading us was not the way to that town. Then when it led us to a toll road we knew it was definitely not the right way. Long story short: We drove for about and hour and twenty to go to something that was supposed to be 'bout forty minutes away. Then from the music store it was pretty easy to go to the clothing store and then home. (With a stop to taco bell somewhere in there of course.)
Come Tues, which was my first day of work, and which I was going to write about in the first place, I went over to the store I had helped with the costume show (and had talked about an internship) at ten for my first day of work. I also was going to help with a thing after work called a candy walk, where basically a bunch of businesses set up booths to advertise their business and they hand away candy to people walking through. So all the kids get candy and all the adults get to learn about cool stores in their area they may not know about. And it's not even like a commercial or anything. They just have signs that you can read as you go by or ask questions about if you want to.
I had turned down my phone so that if I got a text it wouldn't keep beeping, which it would if I hadn't because I had the text reminder set to keep going off every two minutes. Talk about annoying. But it's really useful if you forget to check texts all the time. (BEEP. Ooh I just got a text message. I'll get it in a minute. BEEP. Oh yeah I got a text. I'll go check that.)
I had told Helen that I would text her when I had to be picked up and that it would be some time in the evening. I also thought I mentioned the candy walk but apparently not. So here they think the store closes at six (it doesn't, it closes at five), so they try to text me and try to call me but I don't answer. So they think maybe my phone is dead and I can't call to get her to come pick me up. Dad comes over to the store and I'm not there. He spends an hour trying to track me down. Checks at the restaurant nearby, runs around, when he checks the restaurant for the third time, he finds out that there is a candy walk going on hosted by the businesses in the area and figures I'm there so he goes looking for me there. Thankfully the event wasn't That big. Long story short again, he finally finds me.
Tomorrow I have to go try the driver's test again, which means another morning at seven. Oh joy. Then I'm going to hopefully squeeze in grocery shopping, before coming home and getting lunch, then going over to my job job place place.
Thursday I'll be at the store at eleven. I don't know who is opening but I know I'll be there alone for a few hours with another chick who just started working there a few months ago. So hopefully we'll be able to manage. I've been learning a lot in a short amount of time.
I don't know what I'm doing on Friday, but I'll probably be working. I don't want to work on Sat. necessarily because I have a lot of house cleaning to do and I don't know if I'll be able to fit it all in on Sun.
I want to wear a costume everyday. I wonder what day is Halloween. I don't celebrate Halloween. My fashion style is sparkly. I saw a picture of people in the fashion field and they all looked nice but I was just thinking when I looked at them that they needed to just add some sparkle and shine. Someone needs to come in and bedazzle all their shirts. Where is the Mad-Bedazzler when you need him?! I don't have a story with that I'm just saying. I know you're probably thinking "Ooh I want to hear the story about the Mad-Bedazzler!". But I'm sorry I just don't have one. I didn't even have a bedazzler machine when I was a kid. Spellchecker doesn't like the Mad-Bedazzler. Shame on Spellchecker. SO YEAH. I'm tired. Even when what I was saying kind of made sense I sure did say things like so and which and then a lot. GOOD NIGHT MOON.
Ok ok I can't let you down. I'll make up his story. Here is the story of the Mad-Bedazzler:
Once Upon a Time, there was a Mad-Bedazzler. In the village where they lived, all the people had on boring clothes. Even the Emperor's new robe was missing a little something, but I won't even go there. The Mad-Bedazzler wasn't always a Mad-Bedazzler. He had a day job of baking pizzas (He didn't make them. He just baked them.), shining shoes, and blowing out candles (The people in this village were also really lazy.). His name was Jack. And yes he had a lot of trades. He got that a lot.
One night after coming home from his long and hard day job. He thought about his dream...
A long time ago, he had noticed all the people in the village wearing plain clothes. That was when he was on his yearly vacation to the moon. I hear there's good cheese there. Ever since then he wanted to open up a sparkle and shine clothing store. But he had too many friends who had tried to start one and they had never gotten any business. They all said that the people in the village were just too afraid to wear sparkle and shine. Sparkle and shine was just so out of the ordinary. Jack went to bed very sad thinking about his dream that could never be.
In the middle of the night, when Jack got up to answer mother nature's call, he got an idea. If people would just try clothes that sparkle and shine, maybe they would like them. He remembered his playing Bluebird Hood as a child climbing in and out of the window of his parents' house. What if? Just what if? What would happen if? Could he possibly try, sneaking into people's windows and tweaking their clothes? Making them sparkle and shine?
With his mobile bedazzler in hand (and his bladder relieved), and his Bluebird Hood mask on, oh the mask doesn't fit anymore, he literally cannot even get it on his head, ok nevermind scratch that. With his mobile bedazzler in hand, he set out sneaking into people's windows and bedazzling the clothes they had laid out for the next day.
The next day it was all over the newspapers. The Mad-Bedazzler had struck their clothes in the night. At first there was outrage. Everyone hated those new clothes. But the Mad-Bedazzler (we know him as Jack) kept on sneaking and bedazzling. So after about two weeks, which they say is all the time needed to start a new habit, everyone in town loved the new clothes.
Jack was then able to start his sparkle and shine clothing business that he had dreamed about for many years, ever since he took that trip to the moon.
THE END.
Do they say two weeks or 21 days to start a new habit?
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