AIUI, kayaker is the owner of the business, and is content with the compensation-to-effort ratio he’s currently at, and doesn’t see the benefit in disrupting that simply so his employee can get a bigger bonus.
Or even worse (or better considering the subject) whisper from rooms away "Cool, I just got my pre-ordered copy of (favorite writer’s) long awaited first book!) I’d be off the ledge and 3 rooms away before thinking.
Way back when, I had a 6 foot tall kitty tree in my living room that the cats all loved, and their love showed. It was pretty tattered and ripped up. I saved my pennies until I had enough to buy a similar tree and happily brought it home and moved the old one in the bedroom. They went on strike and refused to use either of them. After a few days, I gave up and put the new one in the bedroom and the old one in the living room. Every couple of months or so, I tried to switch them out. Every couple of months they started using my couch instead. Finally I gave up and left things they way they liked them. Until we moved out of state. That old ratty one didn’t survive the cut, but the move was so upsetting that they now liked the “new” one and snubbed the real new one that my BB bought them as a welcome home gift.
Beckdawrek you have moved into dangerous territory volunteering at a library. I spent a number of years working the technical services department for a library. I ended up with 4 bookcases of books and patterns. Not that I regret having them, but books and bookcases are cumbersome and heavy to move. It also doesn’t impress gentlemen callers when all surfaces are either covered with books or cats or both.
Did you get anything from the one this past Tuesday? Our friends on the MA/NH border got over a foot and maybe then some judging from the photos they posted.
A gentleman who doesn’t appreciate books and cats has a lot of groundwork to make up to be considered civilized company IMHO.
Yep, I am afraid of the book situation, I just ordered 3 today. Luckily, Mr.Wrekker doesn’t care what I do about books or cats. He’s pretty o.k. with my sensibilities anyway. What he doesn’t like is for me to be bored, I cause trouble when I haven’t much to do.
ETA. The Siamese have gotten in their new bed, with alittle chemical help, my old friend Catnip.
Exactly
Holy fuck, new Facebook group I just joined. It’s useful to me, being both local and specialized in a side hobby of mine.
But the group rules specifically go against Facebook rules. The group admins will remove your post if you don’t include X but the Facebook algorithm automatically remove posts with X. (The loophole is to comment on your own post with the additional detail.)
One of the admins is getting a bit snippy about the confusion and I’m just petty enough to wanna go tattle to TPTB at Facebook.
(It’s one of the local pet adoption/sales groups. FB specifically prohibits charging money for live animals, but these admins insist on a price. Anyone concealing the costs must be shady, or something.)
So, I’m out of town providing technical coverage for a product made for us by a toller. It was supposed to be two batches done in one week. We’re at 5 days, and only partway through the first batch, so just had to reschedule everything to stay another week. I’ll run out of clean clothes two days before then, and out of thyroid meds the day after; hope it doesn’t go even longer (as seems likely)…
Meanwhile something is pollinating the Houston air, so my eyelid eczema has flared up unexpectedly with me without the meds for that. So my eyes are puffing up, and one is likely to swell shut by next week. AND feeling somewhat ill from eating out for the whole week.
To add to the joy, I jus had my first ocular migrane, ever. I’m 50. I’ve never had migranes. No one in my family suffers from migranes. But, sure, why not enjoy a scintillating blur over my vision while I’m trying to visually evaluate samples on this hell trip that will never end.
Way things are going, this will turn out to be an aura precursor to a headache-type migrane.
We are currently under a winter weather advisory but it is partly cloudy and sunny out. They are getting really bad weather to the south and west of us though. I just hope the weather stays good until after the Styx/REO Speedwagon concert tonight that I have tickets for. It wouldn’t be so bad if it did get bad during the concert except that I live 20 miles away and would also like to make it home tonight.
For the past month, my brother in law has planned on heading out to Mitchell to see his father, who was critically ill. Every weekend, except last weekend, he couldn’t due to weather. I90 closes if you look at it crosseyed. Of course, his dad died last weekend. He thought about heading out today to work on the estate and nope.
Hope you can get to the concert!
Hey it’s 81° here:)
Do people realize how pointless it is to say “here” when the vast majority don’t know where that is?
Sorry, pet peeve: “Yeah, well WE got an inch of snow here!” (Ummm, for Gibraltar that might be a problem, but I thought you were the gay lumberjack cat lady from Reindeer Station…)
Or, maybe you ARE from Gibraltar, so you’re using Celsius, and it IS a problem.
Sorry, Beckdawrek, don’t take my problem personally. From what I’ve read, you’re a wonderful person. By the way, where ya from? 
That’s the weird part, it used to be they very rarely ever closed the interstate unless it got really, really bad. Like 4 or 5 feet and 50 or more mile per hour winds. Now, as you say, it doesn’t take much.
Thankfully I live, and the concert is, quite a bit farther north.
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Didn’t you kind of almost do that in post #110? If you hadn’t added the link of the house moving pictures, no one would have any idea where your ‘local Historical Society’ and ‘Richfield Historical Park’ where.
Wow, good catch! I missed the edit window and thought “Is it really worth it to go back and add a post that says ‘Wisconsin’, and does anyone really care where my grandmother’s from?” But someone did!
Oh, and good catch on my hypocrisy as well…
(Hey, we’re having a few “flurries while the sun’s shining” here – stop by and see it!)
Still 35 and partly cloudy.
Northern South Dakota, BTW.
Hear! Hear! (Bookkeeper, who appreciates books AND cats!)
Not that far from Hoople! Say hello to Professor Schickele for me, if you get the chance.
So sorry, I am north of the tropics, in good old Arkansas.