Well, I finally did something I had been thinking of doing for quite some time. I quit!
Quit what? One of my outside jobs. I had been saying for quite a while I wanted to do just that and an incident over the weekend was pretty much the clincher to let me know it was time. Time to quit getting upset, time to quit stressing and time to move on.
So... I took a deep breath and did it - I quit. I did it as nicely as I could. I hate conflict which is why I guess I had avoided the inevitable for as long as I did. There had been incidents in the past that had me flustered, enough so to get mom to asking why didn't I just quit. The weekend incident was the kicker. I don't typically work on Saturday's at all, however due to a snafu on Friday, I left my folder at the house and knew I wouldn't get a chance to get to that shop becuase of their hours until Wednesday or Thursday the next week and I was the one that didn't want to do that.
In hind sight I should have just stuck to my original working hours and acknowledged that there was a snafu on the delivery and arrange for a later delivery - everyone is told to not tell their customers of delivery because it is ALWAYS "if the rivers don't rise and the kids don't have issues" and in this case I didn't have the luxury of backtracking that day due to kid obligations.
So. All in all, I had some guilty feelings due to a pending order, however, in my defense it was a partial order. Two of the three part had been submitted, however not the third part. I just wasn't comfortable prolonging the inevitable and I'm not comfortable with shifting orders/partial orders.
And today? Well, today was the day I went by to pick up the book and the posters from the shop. It was uncomfortable. The owners car was in front of the store, however she was nowhere to be seen. I gave them the refund and thanked her for the poster and book and sample and left.
All done.