Day one and already there’s been divine interference with the store. Before we could get the store stocked and the “bait” incense up for auction, a huge monsoon storm rolled in and blew the power out. The kind of storm you’re not supposed to get in April of all months. Something up there does not want us to succeed, or at least not without a huge struggle. I really want this store thing to work out even if it may not be well enough to the point where he doesn’t need an outside job. It means a lot to me. Not just because it’s something I want to do, but something we want to do. In the past, he never wanted to do what I wanted to do and I never wanted to do what he wanted to do. Now we’ve finally got a mutual goal/interest where we’re not just saying we want to do this, but are actually putting our actions where our mouths are and are doing the work necessary to achieve this goal. Nothing frustrates me more than to work my ass off for nothing.

Nothing frustrates me more than liars, too. I still haven’t gotten the oil. He never sent it and obviously never intends to, so now we’re out $12 and I have to find someone else to deal with till they too, decide to rip us off. I don’t know why they would do this to me, but they have. Maybe they just have too many customers and are overwhelmed and feel there’s no better way to drive some of them away than to rip them off. Well, he’s certainly going to be in for a surprise in a couple of weeks from now. See, you can leave testimonials without them having to go through him first. At least I think you can from the looks of it. So it won’t look very good when people go to check them out and they see someone saying they’re incompetent thieves.

Anyway, the bait incense is to get the people to the store. We’re going to auction off a 50-pack starting at just a penny. You’d think it’s just got to sell at that price. If not, I’ll truly wonder about the whole thing, that’s for sure.

Tom removed some spyware from my computer that was fouling things up. They do this to keep track of where you go on the net so they can know what to try to sell you.

The palm tree doesn’t seem to be growing anymore, but it’s still alive.