Who is Rose Dempsey?: A 3 Day Weekend

My poor hubby works hard, and most weekends recently, they've wanted him to work overtime, and he has done. The money comes in very handy, obviously, and our bills have been getting paid on time, where for many years we struggled with too much month at the end of the money. He's no spring chicken any more though, and it's like I've always said, some things are just worth more than money - so this week, when they asked, he said "no" and he has had 3 days of sleeping in and then us just getting up and doing what needs doing.

Friday we were out and about all day, delivering AVON and restocking my brochures in a couple of places; yesterday we met up with one lady, and then grocery shopped and bought a new router. Today, we have made a start on what will be my new AVON room.

When my granddaughter lived with us, it was her room. She moved out a couple of months ago, and we decided to convert it back into an AVON room for me. It'll take ages, as with me being disabled, I have 2 speeds, real slow, and resting.

Hubby brought my first tall oak shelf down for me and it's all cleaned and polished except for the 2 sides at the bottom shelf level, and he's going to do those as I cannot bend to reach, from my chair. He'd already done the top ones for me.

This shelf is going to be the new home of my Mrs Albee statuettes and my "Oscars" from President's Club Award Galas over the years that I've been an AVON rep. This October it will be 10 years. It surprises me, it's one of those things that make you go "who'd a thunk it?"

It came at a good time. My walking was getting more difficult, I was "resting" more, my joints ached and creaked more, and even doing the sit-down job I was doing as a call center verifier was beginning to be harder for me. My body refused to work some mornings, and I could not get out of my bed because my back, or my hips or knees, just wouldn't do their job.

As I lost the self esteem that came from being a reliable employee, and - in a different area of my life - a great C&W dancer - the AVON replaced it as I won awards at President's Club events and received recognition at monthly meet ups.

It's been a good 10 years, and I have the Mrs Albees and "Oscars" to prove it.

My "Oscars"

I remember my upline, Glori, showing me her lovingly displayed Mrs Albees, and me thinking that they were pretty but not my cup of tea. Until I earned one. Then, I realised that getting a Mrs Albee was an accomplishment, a recognition of hard work, of perseverence, and thus began my annual challenge to "make PC" for that next year, to bring home the next Mrs Albee for my collection.