It might be reassuring just to know she's there for you, Zen.

Thisnis not floaters, I have those a lot. This is a migraine aura, I think. that's what my sister just said. Apparently she and my niece get them a lot. So, probably not a brain tumor. I'm lying down now. Fuck, this is scary.

Ugh, Zen, but I'm glad you figured out what it is. Wish that didn't mean migraine. Rest up, take care of yourself.

Zen, I get those all the time. They are scary, but haven't killed me yet. I find hydrating helps.

Exactly the type of migraine I get. Beats pain, but shuts me down because reading or driving or anything is right out. All I can do is wait it out.

Thanks, guys. I'm okay now I think. Eating and lying down helped.

So, that's twice now that this has happened. I guess it's a trend.

My anxiety over the open house has subsided. Lots of positive comments and good interest. No one was obnoxious and peering into my stuff. Phew. We do it again tomorrow. First we have a "realtor" showing then the regular open house.

It's a pretty house, Laura, in a great location. I don't see why you should have any trouble selling it.

I'm really encouraged by the response today. So many positive comments.

Please flood the universe with buy~it~ma!

I am so ready to get moved and pay off the damn mortgage.

zen I'm glad your vision is better.

Laura I hope the house sells well.

Work was okay. Although I pissed off a customer and I didn't mean to. I thought she and her friend came in through the back door and I went up to greet her and ask if she needs help and she launches in about the state of the bathroom.

"Have you been in your bathroom lately? It's filthy and disgusting. IBlah Blah". I was taken aback because I was just in there and I was really upset that it was in bad shape so I told her, I didn't realize, but that I had been in about an hour ago but I would check it out. " Look at the handicap stall it's horrible!!"

Okay. so I went to check it out except to find feces smeared on the wall or something. The first two stalls were taken, the third looked fine, so into the handicap stall where I found instead of using a seat cover someone put down toliet paper and then didn't flush it. So it was still on the seat and there were some pieces of toilet paper on the floor. So I got some more toilet paper and used that to push everything in the toilet and pick up the pieces and flushed it. Then I went and washed my hands and realized the counters were really wet and had soap on them, so I cleaned them up a bit and washed my hands.

I wasn't looking for the customer so I saw her and she was standing with her back to me so I started to say "Ma'am, you were right about the bathroom but it's been taken care of" only as soon as she saw me her head snapped back front, she threw her hand behind her palm up and said "Don't talk to me!!! I don't want to see you!"

Okay whatever.

Then I had to go and ask the sales guy helping her for the keys so when I approached him she started shooting daggers at me (at least I think, I didn't really look at her).

Then some other lady had a fit over sales tax. I guess they live in NH or on the border. She actually asked me "How can your store even stay in business and compete with no sales tax." I told her we're the only store in Vermont and being about 1 1/2 away from the nearest NH store usually means the gas costs more than the sales tax.

I think some people want me to join them in an anti sales tax thing, I usually say I'm originally from Florida and the sales tax in my hometown is 7.5% so 7% feels like a discount!