Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Walked in the door to find my computer still on the fritz so it would be down for the day. Then found that my barista from the night before improperly thawed out the ice machine, so when trying to get that worked out, got squirted in the face with a broken faucet which I fixed temporarily by wedging it back together. Ran around in circles a few times, then started to notice the hot water didn't seem too hot. You must have hot water to be open. Checked the breaker and it was fine. Checked the hot water heater and it was cold. Re-switched on the mini on/off switch. No change. Called my husband who in turn called his dad, the grand pooh-bah of fixer-upper genious. Started unscrewing things and found a little reset button. Then realized we were out of frosted shamrock cookies already and it was only 9:30am. Pulled some flower cookies out of the freezer to bake. Went back to the water heater and jiggled around the reset button until it popped out ever so slightly. Waited 20 minutes and the hot water came back. Phew. Another barista pointed out the espresso machine was leaking, so we tried to trouble shoot that for a little bit, and it seems to be fixed for now. Worked like lightening to keep the stock of St. Patrick's Day products flowing and make anything green that can possibly be green. This was in between running up to the front of the house to help manage the line. Did I mention I didn't get much sleep the night before? Baking, helping customers, baking, helping customers. Back and forth. Stopped for a second to receive a delivery of a replacement panini grill, trying to quickly examine the box and contents for any damage. Had to say my name like 15 times to the driver, but he finally got it. I'm getting stressed out just writing this. Around mid-afternoon, the pace slowed a little, and I jumped upstairs to sort through the paperwork madness on my desk. Once our old broken panini grill was cool, back downstairs to help install the new one, only to find it was indeed actually damaged in shipping on the bottom so it was all wobbly on the counter. Then tried to contact the shipper who is only available on online chat and was told to send a picture of the damage to them. Luckily, technology worked to my advantage and I was able to grab my camera, snap a few pictures, and get them onto my laptop (which I had luckily brought to work since I thought my desktop computer might be down). A few glitches here and there and the pictures were on their way. Tried to squeeze in a call to mom, but she wasn't in, so jetted over to try to get a replacement part for the faucet, but traffic was super hectic so I headed towards the gym instead. Stopped at the store to pick up some tomatoes and basil, then had a massive workout at the gym. Incredible. Headed home and picked up my hubby who came with me to the hardware store. Idiots worked at that hardware store so we bolted. Then a friend called and wanted to get all festive with the holiday, so we decided to do dinner at our house. Stopped at the store to pick up some eats and then rushed home, jumped in the shower. Made a lovely meal, but it was way past our bedtime. Had some great conversation, and before I knew it, it was 12:30 and I had to be up bright and early for a big panini sandwich order which was going to be compromised by the busted grill. Crazy.