Office shift and blue sky

It's a lovely day outside, with a warm breeze and a beautiful sky. I'd think it were spring, and in some ways, it is. A week or so ago, we had some crocuses blooming -- purple ones, which I saw, and some snowdrops, which I didn't. Everyone seems to be happy and mostly healthy, and I realize once again how my moods change with the weather.

I'm on an office shift, which means I'm the community's receptionist for three hours. Fortunately I know enough to be as helpful as possible without getting too stressed out. I answer the phone (which omigosh has an annoying ring, why can't we change that thing?), and I do cash transactions, so in some sense, I'm also a clerk. Mostly I love jobs like this -- I've always liked playing with money, and everyone who walks into the office is a friend. I remember with fondness my job as a barrista at the kosher bakery in Minneapolis. The glory of Twin Oaks, of course, is that shift work doesn't become onerous. There's a list of oh, 10? people who do office shifts. Yup, and there's chaos, of course. A different sort than the chaos which happens when you're stuck in a job.

After lunch, I'm cleaning the barn. I'm looking forward to some scrubbing!
much love,
Kelpie