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Hello New Fiscal Year
Today is the first day of our new year. In celebration, I spent about a half-hour cleaning my desk. I brought in some swiffer pads and dusted everything and then tossed a bunch of crap. If I get really motivated, I may actually go through desk drawers. My office is by far one of the neatest ones because I hate clutter, but things had gotten a little out of hand.
Yesterday I went to a meeting on evaluation which may sound boring, but it was a great meeting and we’re going to pilot a new evaluation on one of my courses. Hooray.
Trying to get to the meeting was a nightmare. Something caused traffic to come to a stand-still on the interstate so I had to get off and travel on a side street. Then a douchebag with a Shaggy (as in Scooby snack) goatee decided he’d rather be in my lane–like in my lane on top of me. I had to swerve and when I flipped him the bird and called him an asshole, he never once acknowledged he nearly caused an accident. We traveled quite a while together and he NEVER got into the lane. Douchebag hipster.
At the end of the day, I tried to get on the same interstate and a truck had flipped over on it’s side in the merge lane. AWESOME. I ended up staying on the ramp and looping back to take the long way home.
Yesterday was also the last day for all the people my organization had to lay-off. For some people it seemed like they’d forgotten because they never acknowledged that yesterday was THE DAY and for others the afternoon was spent talking with colleagues who were leaving. A little sad on both accounts.
Then to top off the day that wasn’t so good, I passed a house fire less than a mile from my house.
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Because I Know You Want To Know
I had to report to the facility manager that there was shit on a toilet seat again today. This is an ongoing problem here. This time it was about the size of a 50 cent piece.
When I got in this morning, there was a memo on my chair alerting all building staff that a perv has been in the building exposing himself.
Welcome back to work.
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It Was A Good Week
There was some of this:
and some of this:
Napping
I’m not at work this week which is really great because I can’t stand this end of year wandering about that we usually have to put up with because we can’t start anything new. I’m fighting off a nap because I believe naps should only occur in the afternoon.
Yesterday the better-half had a birthday and all is right in the world because he’s once again registering as a year older than me. We went out to dinner and I had an eggplant napoleon which is something that I’m going to have to re-create as soon as our eggplant finally produces. When it came time to pay the check, the better-half was pulling out his wallet when I had to remind him that I was treating. Yeah, it’s all the same money, but I can sign a credit card slip occasionally. And, on that subject, there was something wrong with the restaurant’s machine and so they had to run it through one of those old metal things…remember those? You hand write everything except the name of the restaurant and the imprint from the raised numbers on your card. It was like visiting 1986.
The Weekend? Busy.
Saturday night we dinner with a friend at a restaurant that’s a favorite of hers and, unfortunately, it’s closing in a week. We all ended up with steak whether it was strip or flank. Delicious.
Sunday morning we got up early, ate breakfast at our favorite breakfast place and then hit the road. We visited a town in Southwest Virginia that has a big university in it (I know that’s not very vague, but I have to maintain a semblence of anonimity). We were there to find housing for me for the coming year as I take classes. I also picked up my student ID, found my classroom building and wandered around a bit.
The better-half is a graduate of the school with no name and was able to navigate us around pretty well even though a few things have changed since he went to school there.
Monday we actually visited several apartments and I’ve signed a lease in an older building/community and it’s one that prides itself on quiet and the opposite of party atmosphere. There are a couple of bus stops in the neighborhood and one at the end of my street. That’s going to be so handy getting to and from campus.
We also saw a condo in another community that was a complete shitstorm. The prior residents either are totally slovenly or were pissed at the landlord. The amount of destruction and filth was amazing. I told the realtor that she might want to check the fridge because there were living beings growing in various containers. The top nice touches were the unflushed toilets and the big bottle of vodka on the counter. That will be a lesson to that realtor–look at the condo before showing it.
We’ll need to go back in mid-July to pick up keys and move some items in. I have an inkling that the feeling of overwhelming tiredness we had on Monday evening when we got home is only the beginning. I’m sure that will wear off as the fun begins (classes start).
Posted in Generic Thoughts, House Proud
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I’m probably repeating myself
Work is dead. As usual I’m done with my assignments for this fiscal year and the dreaded month of June is just creeping along. I like June as a month, but at work it means the doldrums. I’m reminded of the t-shirts that say something like “Jesus is coming, look busy”.
Yesterday, for fun, I designed a game in PowerPoint that resembles $25,000 pyramid. My boss and I are in a silent agreement that she doesn’t ask me if I have anything to do and I don’t tell her what’s really going on. There’s nothing she can do about it anyway. I can’t start working on new courses because our contract says all that begins on July 1st. Besides, I’d just have the same problem sooner next year. Efficiency is my love and my curse.
Posted in Generic Thoughts
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An Evening of Bluegrass
We went to a bluegrass show last night and the room was set up as if it were a wedding reception. It was weird and made it really hard to move around or be completely comfortable. The music made up for it.
We saw the following:
The Cary St. Ramblers
East of Afton
The God Fearing Snake Handlers
Afterwards we stopped by our local Mexican restaurant, split an order of Nachos con Chorizo, had a couple of drinks and then came home to ants in the kitchen. I do. not. like. ants in my kitchen. It was game on. Then I slept like a baby happy in the knowledge that I unleashed holy hell on those ants.
Posted in Generic Thoughts, Listening
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Sometimes Love Comes Funny
Months ago we bought some milky spore to put on the yard to kill Japanese beetle larvae dead. We’ve been putting down spore for about a year now and apparently you have to do it for something like 2 times a year for 2 years and then you won’t have a Japanese beetle problem. Or maybe it’s 4 times a year for 2 years or maybe it’s all the time and I really should just try to remember why I came here to post in the first place.
For whatever reason we have been buying the milky spore in a powder format and so we can’t put it in the spreader thing so that means I’ve been walking around with a tablespoon in my hand tossing spore in regularly-spaced intervals. The last time I did it, I said that’s it. No more. Someone else’s job.
You can see where this is going, can’t you? The milky spore has been sitting in the garage for months. I could tell it was going to rain this afternoon so I quickly paced the yard spreading milky spore and then I sent the better-half an email asking for some fanfare when he got home. He just got home and I got three cheers.