It wasn't such a great day. I tried to stay upbeat, try to smile, you have to do that when you work in a customer-intensive environment...

I spent a good 15 minutes looking for my car/house keys, tearing up the living room and dining room to find out where the HECK they are...

They were in my frakkin' pocket all the time....arrrggghhhh!!!!

Well, THAT set the tone for the whoooole daaaaang day! Yikes!!!!

Was late for work, but...that's no biggie...just trying to get the ol' job done...and it looks like one of my part-timers...hahaha...won't say who (), screwed up on stuff...That ticked me off. Being a manager of a department, I've got alot of responsibilities. Plus, the fact that it is perishable product, AND seafood, well, you just gotta be careful.

I've talked and talked and talked, written notes, to-do lists and gone round and round on this subject with the part-timer...and we just had a frakkin' AUDIT/INSPECTION last week....no excuse, NO EXCUSE for stuff like this to happen.

So, I made something happen...I'm fed up, tired of it. Something isn't getting through, so, I got with a higher manager and did a write up. *sigh*

I DON'T like doing write ups, did one about 5 years ago. But, I have to do what has to be done in order to get the job done right, right?

Well, after the work day was done, I came home with my lil bag of groceries, changed clothes and got settled for a teensy bit. Or, so I thought...

Dad is awake, coming in to tell me his foot hurts (I'm not annoyed with dad, not at all. Love my dad VERY much. Just the day was soo irritable and annoying), and it's been hurting bad most of the day.

I look at his foot, his right foot. I see something between his little toe and the one right next to it. From that is an ANGRY red streak going up the top of his foot towards his ankle. NOT good, I think to myself. He's Diabetic and foot care, among other things, is something to not be taken for granted.

So I help him get dressed and get him to the ER. It's a busy night, sure, of course, why wouldn't it be??? I'm nice, as pleasant as I can be, making sure dad is in a chipper mood, and for some reason, that just changes everything. Even though he's got a medical difficulty, I realize things could be alot worse...

He's been admitted and the abcess/ulceration is clean and dry and bandaged. I am on my way there shortly to see him and wait to see what's going to happen today. I hope, whatever it is, we got to it in time. Despite his medical difficulties with his Diabetes, Dad IS pretty healthy and I want to keep it that way.

He wants to live to be 100 years old, that's one heck of a goal, don't you think? He'll be 80 on Nov. 2nd, so 20 years and a teeny more and counting! lol

Thanks for listening/reading, will update later today...

xoxoxox