Re-thinking and re-thinking

 I was going to make a nail appointment for Friday but I couldn't.  They were booked.

I had thought about maybe making an appointment when I have time off until I read some recent reviews.  Sometimes people go off for no reason with their reviews.  I left one for a Walgreens after I was angry.  I made a comment about the "bald" clerk being rude about my flu shot.  I didn't mean to attack someone for lack of follicles.  Cheap shot on my part.  It was a bad experience.

It sounds like my friendly nail salon has had to deal with angry people.  I kind of feel like maybe some of this has to do with Covid protocols.  I also see that they now require people to put down a deposit and won't refund it if people show up late.  

I think I'm going to pass.  Sounds too complicated for me.  And angry.  I still think it's a great place for getting nails done but I think Covid has made some people angry, anxious and just different.  It doesn't sound like the same place I went to two years ago and I hope that changes.  

This new variant has had me worried and made me think twice about the errands I run and remembering to stick masks in my purse.  I forgot the other day and even though I'll be the first to look for an appointment if they approve another shot in the fall, I know better.  I got another appointment at the cancer center on Thursday.  I better make sure the glove department is stacked.  Don't even get me started with the monkey pox stuff.

I figured I'll do the same on Friday that I normally do.  Take a nice walk by Lake Michigan. Maybe get a cupcake from Whole Foods.  Enjoy a day off.  I am listening to Marie Yovanovitch's memoir.  I have almost written 600 letters for Vote Forward and I'm already working on my pack of postcards for New Hampshire for Postcards to Swing States. I thought maybe I could get another 200 postcards and I saw that all the postcards requested for senate campaigns have been fulfilled.  They'll have new programs for congressional races in a few weeks.  By then, I'll be done with my New Hampshire packet.

Still feel kind of stressed with work, but feeling more hopeful.  Maybe it's the time off.  I care about doing quality work.  I like the fact that people answer my questions better than when I was in the office.  I was a wonderful person when they needed something done but doing something for me?  Forget it.  I had one attorney actually flip a gas card at me at Christmas like a dog.  Don't get me wrong.  I'd jump on a table and dance for a gas card so I appreciate it.  It's just the attitude.  When I talked to someone's manager about how bad they talked to me, he cut my yearly gift card in half and wrote me a cold thank you card.  So if you talk rude to me I get a bigger gift card?  No thanks.

I prefer respect.  I'll get my own Amazon gift card.  

The pandemic has given me too much time to think.