So many annoying things seem to come up at times I would like to be mindless of the world. Makes my days too long. My body is weary, but my mind is screaming for a time out.
Lately the phone starts ringing before 7 am. I am not mentally equipped to deal with nonsense that early in the morning. Today's winner was a man calling to inquire about the status of his "reservation" for June 1st. I was taking care of my dogs and brewing coffee and considered not answering the phone at all. I answered anyway.
My entire body aches from a marathon session with the push mower yesterday. The ground was too wet to get the big mowers out, so I cut grass all day in between taking reservations and tending to customers and all my other responsibilities. The grass had to be cut, the restrooms had to be cleaned and I seemed to be the chosen one. I was cutting my side yard as the sun went down. I took some preemptive Ibuprofen before I showered and collapsed in bed. So, the ringing phone was most unwelcome that early.
The name inquiring about his reservation was not found in my reservations, but the name did sound familiar. Upon requesting that he refresh my memory, he "reminded" me that I had emailed his wife. Just because you send me an email inquiring about a reservation on a certain date does not mean you have a reservation!! I always respond and end that response with "TO SECURE A RESERVATION CALL the store number". Why would I hold a spot without something to secure it? I need a credit card number or a deposit. Just like every other campground and motel/hotel operation.
The name was familiar because she sent another email and I responded yet again, telling her I would need to know more about the camper in question and ended that email with the same statement about calling to secure the reservation. What is so hard to understand? The man was quite insistent that he had a reservation. After the call I went back o the correspondence by email and checked to make sure I was not wrong. Being right did not bring any sense of peace to my morning.
I am not looking forward to this weekend and most especially the following holiday weekend. I am old, I am tired.
Everything is on track. The pool has been painted and is full of water. The lounge chairs have been built and repaired and now await my attention with the paint. Looks like it might rain and the paint has a strong odor, so I don't want to be indoors with it. Today is not looking good for painting. I would love to grab a bucket of paint and work mindlessly all day long. Not see anyone, not talk to anyone, just me and my paint brush. Alas, seems there is no remedy in sight!