Working without a belt is not good

 

This is Tuesday and Sherri and I are crawling out of bed...yes crawling! We have not really had a break since last week working in east Texas. We went right from there to lawn mowing and clothes washing and then up to Bonham to a wedding shower. We had forgot to set the alarm and by some miraculous happening we both woke up in time to get ready for work. I made coffee and then took my shower...dressed and turned the bathroom over to Sherri.

We both had some coffee and did get to visit a while before we had to hop in the truck and take off. The ride into town did not take that long and before we knew it we were setting in front of the store. Not wanting to go it yet we sat outside and waited for some of the other members of the team to show up. Not too much time passed when some of the folks started showing up in the lot.

We got our work cases and headed up to the store to start work. It was at that point that I noticed that I had forgotten to put my belt on. Now this is not good...you see I don't have hips or a butt to hold up my jeans so if I don't have a belt on gravity is my worst enemy! Sure enough it was not too far into working that I noticed my britches heading to the floor causing me to pull and tug constantly to keep them from going all the way to the floor.
At one point I knelt down on my knee pads to get to the bottom shelf and felt my pants drop somewhat! There I was on my knees trying to pull my pants up...which by this time were down around my knees. Kneeling on my pads I could not budge the pants so I had to stand up and then pull them up. I was sooo lucky that no one was coming down the aisle at that time or I would have given them a good show!

OK that did it...it was time to head across the street to get me a belt. Problem with that was as I walked my pants slid down with every step. So across the street I headed one hand grasping my pants and looking like a young kid with HO Daddy Pants on. The lyrics to that song came to my mind "Looking like a fool with your pants on the ground"...Or in this case my pants.

Found me a belt and the sales clerk asked me if I wanted it in a bag. I told her that I would have to put it on right here so I could walk across the street without losing my pants! So went my day...my pants stayed up and I was able to finish out my shift without dropping my drawers.

We all went out to eat that evening at an Italian restaurant and had a good time. After dinner we headed to the house and arrived just in time for some ice cream and to watch a recorded show. Then it was time for us to head to the shower and then to bed.

I hope that everyone out there is having a good time and wish you all the best in your travels...

Somewhere in Time