Terrible, horrible, no good

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, and the cloudy sky didn't make me feel any better (it's never cloudy here!).

I remembered that it was Friday of SLW. Our ladies "deer hunting" weekend, and I wasn't there. Wasn't there experiencing all the excitement and company.

The frozen yogurt I ate for comfort made me feel sick.

At work, I had a guest apologize for interrupting my dinner, then proceed to yell at me for not giving him a better rate (who supports us during our slow months, huh??).

My boss came in unexpectedly (which is not good when you're reading a magazine in his comfy chair), and told me that not only did I do something wrong, I most likely couldn't have the weekend that I wanted off.

When he finally left and I got to sit down and eat, a guest called with a leaking toilet. After this was resolved, a different guest freaked me out by pushing the emergency button on his phone. Luckily, no emergency.

When my shift finally ended, I rushed out.

I called MK, and he made me feel so, so much better. He was amusing and comforting, and just like that, my very bad day was not so terrible and horrible anymore.

City stuff

We got to go to church again (!) at Elaine's. Richard E came down, and a total of 20 adults attended this time. It was really nice. Elaine even let me pick oranges and grapefruit from her trees :)

Afterward, we went bowling, then out for pizza. It was the best kind of 'za, New York-style. Sarah's boyfriend Tom (who is visiting from MI) paid for all of us, which made it even more delicious ;)

An Bun getting a strike.

There's Tom, and Sarah.

And An and I, having a grand time.

It was the perfect Sunday.

I survived the insanity

12.5 hours of incessant phone ringing, growing stacks of orders, and rapidly dwindling flowers. I made the last order at 7 pm, and it still had yet to be delivered when I left at 7:40. I'm sure there were some unhappy customers (because their flowers were delivered so late in the day), but we were doing our best. And by the end, it was hard to care. Sounds callous, but it was true.

We needed more designers, more delivery drivers, more phone answerers, more, more, more.

I barely had time to swallow a few handfuls of food, but I did sneak a second to take some pictures of my work. This arrangement is an $80 order. I added tulips, calla lilies, and mini green hydrangeas to fill it to value.

This is kind of my style- compact, clustered. And I still love pink! and hate red after today.

I'm glad to have one Valentine's Day in a real flower shop under my belt. As exhausting as it was, it was fun too. We had some good laughs amongst us workers, and we know we're (mostly) making people happy.

V-day

is a chaotic day for florists everywhere. The orders have been rolling in, for Friday, Saturday, and of course, Monday. I'm almost dreading the big day itself. I will probably be at the shop from 6 am to 6 pm or similar hours.

We got an order for over $300 worth of flowers for ONE girlfriend. Insane, if you ask me. I would much rather have money like that spent on more practical things.

I hope you spend your Valentines Day with your honey! Wish I could....