I woke at 4 AM again and wonder about this new, early morning habit. I roused my sleeping computer so I didn't have to be alone, but it had nothing interesting to offer. Paws glanced at me as I wandered by on my way to the kitchen for ice water. The kitchen clock is off by four hours due to the recent burgular situation. I make a mental note to fix it and wander back to my bed to steal a couple more hours sleep.
My day officially starts with a wake up call from Dan questioning me about the inventory in the bear boxes and how much wine is left in camp. I have a full day on the plastics line and feel a moment of dread about our ability to turn out 250 boxes each and every day for the unforseeable future. Not only is it a daunting task, but I have a brand new crew starting together today for the first time.
Nikki arrives first, or rather her belly (my grandson) does and she is not far behind. She's all business and immediately launches into the cable job. I wish I could clone her. Beverly meanders in next full of lighthearted chatter and enthusiasm, followed by Emo who speaks less than 20 words in his entire shift. You can't blame him really and have to admire his courage to spend the day with three women that babble on about recipes, pregnancy and reality TV.
I become very animated on the subject of reality TV as a new season of Big Brother has started and we have a live feed running in the background on the laptop next to payroll. Beverly is just as enthused as I am about our vouyeristic obsession. We think we can convert the others.
Slowly the talk and chatter dies away as we all fall into work mode, focusing each, on our individual tasks that eventually becomes a part of the whole. The line flowed smoothly, everyone was dynamic and we four worked extremely well together. From start to finish is took 5 1/2 hours for 4 people in harmony to complete 260 plastics. There is certain victory in honest work, no matter how humble. Today we were victorious.
Big Brother is on! I settle in with Pistachios, wine, Paws and a sigh of contentment.
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