(Old) I’ve Never Done This Before in the MMP

Howdy Y’all! Laundry got laundered and put away where it lives until it gets dirty again. We did manage some quality cee-mint pond time, nappage, and day drinkin’. Then it was inside to shower and have an early sup. Ah the life of a RDOS!

MOOOOOM I stopped lookin’ at the clock when wakin’ up to the call of nature durin’ the night. Who cares what time it is then. I’m retired. Unless I have an appointment first thing in the mornin’ I don’t even care when I wake for good.

Taters glad Maisie likes her new stuffy. Sorry takin’ Thursday off didn’t work out.

JtC looks as if Bella is makin’ it known she wants to hang with big brother. Good for her!

MetalMouse, GLAD YOUR HEARIN’ APPOINTMENT WENT WELL! What? Somebody had to do it!

Doggio I now desire a sloth pool float. Maybe I should go to Aldi’s and see if they have one.

GG grew up knowing that small kittehs were bigger than him, so even if he wasn’t a “Gentle Giant”, he would probably still defer to her.

Thanks, this is working out very well. I usually wear earplugs to bed (Hubs snores something fierce) but I’ll probably forgo them tonight. I doubt I’ll hear any squabbling but Hubs worries.

So, this place came with a working riding mower. It didn’t work well and Hubs had to justify buying that cargo trailer, so he bought a new mower that he had to tow home in his new trailer.

Today a neighbor gave us 500 for the mower. His hobby is fighting back the forest and he likes to have three or four working mowers to rotate for servicing.

I don’t even have a pool, but I wanted one as soon as he mentioned it last.

Well, at least I got a little comedy in. But the meeting ran long. I didn’t get out to Trader Joe’s until after 13 o’clock. Got back to the orifice to take my lunch and Wifey’s treats out of the bag, and my bottle of organic pure bourbon vanilla extract wasn’t there. It didn’t make it into the bag. So I had to drive back to TJ’s to get it. It’s now 1418, and I’m only halfway through my salad.

BIL got his groceries. MIL got holes in her ears. I had to walk with them because BIL had to push the wheelchair. It was painful - she treats him like a child and he’s trying to be independent. She can’t let him fumble on his own. I did my best to just push the cart.

As I drove home, I figured out what to make for supper. We ate early and the dishwasher is sloshing away. I took the bandage off my leg to let it air till bedtime. Chillage for a bit. Bedtime should come early.

I agree wholeheartedly. Worse still is building crap with toothpicks and marshmallows as a team.

I think she’s accepted you, your hubby and GG as her family now. :heartbeat:

Irked, got home before it rained, so neither Nelson or I got wet.

Tonight, I’ll be doing packaging for the Cricut return, the Roku return and the card donation.

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

I get five weeks of paid time off per year. (It was four weeks of vacation and one week of sick time, but now it’s combined.) So five weeks times 40 hours is 200 ours of PTO annually, or roughly two days per month. Right?

Here’s the thing: Our PTO is supposed to be ‘use it or lose it’. Thankfully El Jefe lets us roll it over. I’ve been taking the ‘last Friday’ (more or less) of the month off this year. Right now, I have almost 63 hours of PTO available. There are five months left in the year, and I’ve already scheduled one day off per month. There are 11 pay periods remaining. I’ve just requested a week off at the end of October (minus the day that was previously scheduled). So…

62.85 + (8.333 * 11) - 5 - 32 = 117.5 hours = 14.7 days = almost three weeks.

Unless I did the math wrong, which is possible.

I have never worked a job where I had PTO. Except for the 3 years when I worked for a Uni, where we were required to take off the semester break and summers (didn’t get paid for summers). Now working for myself, I get TO, but it ain’t P.

Howdy Y’all! A discussion was had regardin’ my upcomin’ bday. I said I wanted to hang at the cee-mint pond (weather permittin’) with JDD and partner, have burgers ‘n fixin’s, homemade fries, and cheesecake with macerated strawberries. I was told OK, but how borin’. Like he’s a party a minute! HARUMPH! This is what I want so this is how it shall be. So There! :stuck_out_tongue:

Also, I forgot to mention I got a letter back from soon to be new Priest yestiddy. He hand wrote it and let me tell y’all, I have always said my handwritin’ is that of a serial killer chikin, but his is worse! It was tough makin’ out some of the words, but I did. OYKW, who has great handwritin’, also read the letter. I had to tell him what some of the words are. He told me that handwritin’ made his haid hurt.

I’ve never worked a job long enough to get that much PTO. I usually maxed out around 3 1/2 weeks before going somewhere else.

The first couple of days, she acted all confident and shit, but her tail was lashing back and forth like a happy dawg. Her tail isn’t nearly as active today.

She really is a sweetie and is used to having her paws handled and claws clipped. She wasn’t best pleased when I took off a couple of sharpies today, but there wasn’t any drama either. GG has been living up to his breed’s reputation (Gentle Giant). He wants to play and he wants to cuddle and groom but he respecting her NO like a very nice kitty.

So we got our first electric bill today, it was higher than our bills in AZ ever were. It is very possible that it had something to do with the record breaking heat this summer, or maybe it’s the leaky windows and doors. It might be the substandard insulation in the attic.

I read the home inspection report and was ready to turn it down, but it is the house that Hubs wanted and I figured that if he was busy with the repairs and yard…he wouldn’t have time to listen to fucker. It seems to be working fairly well and stuff is getting done.

We will have a fully functional kitchen with a convection oven in less than a month. I’m excited about the oven, I’ve heard so many good things about them.

He hung up the doorknocker today. He didn’t use the black screws that came with it because he thought they were too whimpy, so once again I used my black sharpie on silver screw heads.

Indeed! It’s your party, you get to do it the way you want!!!

I used to have such nice handwriting. Then computers happened. I can’t blame my bad speeling on spellcheck, I never got the hang of it.

I’ve read many handwriting analysis books.
Scribbly writing is said to be a symptom of a mixed up person.
I disagree, but its an interesting subject.

That’s what happened to mine too.

I finally gave my fountain calligraphy pens away before this move. Between the decades of lack of practice and the arthritis in my hands, I finally accepted the idea that I would never use them again.

So…something big and black and shaggy just looked out of the forest. The neighbor on the left side gave us an air horn to use for bears and said that there were cougars out there as well. I asked if Wendigos hung out there too and he said they were rare but not unheard of.

Happy Toosday!

I didn’t get a good sleep last night. I forgot to take my pills before going to bed. I woke up around 1230 and got up to take a pain pill. I’m down from three different pills, three times a day each, to one pill at bedtime. I can live with that, but I do need it.
I didn’t take my vitamins or supplements either and I get horrible leg cramps if I don’t take Magnesium every day. Those woke me up around 4.
I’d like to get down to no pain pills, but since Tramadol helps with restless legs, I’ll probably never stop taking it.

FWIW, FCM, taking Vitamin B1 has helped with the numbness in my feet, if you want to tell FCD to try it.

It has been a day of sloth.
I act like an RDOS even though I am not one.
I should have irked today since I wasn’t doing anything else, but I slothed instead.

I got the call this morning that my cousin passed last night.
Later Niece2 texted to ask if it was true, I guess nobody was keeping them in the loop.
I should have told them, but I’ve been a bit irritated with them. Maybe I’m just being petty, but when my great-grand-niece was born, I had to hear it from other family members.
I’ve been just kind of waiting to see how long before one of them thinks of telling me.

The funeral will be in NC, and very few are going. My cousin said my uncle and aunt will be upset if we don’t go.
It’s a 7-hour+ drive and while my sciatica is much better, that is a long drive for me. Flying would probably not save much time and I’d have to rent a car when I got there. Then I have to stay in a hotel/motel, board the dogs for three days, and my son would have to take a day off irk.
I feel guilty if I don’t go.
My cousin’s husband’s family is from MD, so I thought the funeral might be here, or at least a memorial service.

A friend of mine has a Ragdoll he is trying to rehome. Nice cat, but needs more attention than they can give since they’ve had a baby.
I’m afraid my dogs would play too rough, especially with a mellow cat.
I have enough trouble taking care of myself and the dogs.

Sorry you are losing your day off Taters
I’d be so pissed.

I hated meetings when I had a corporate job. Such a waste of time.
At my last corporate job there was a guy who would do whatever he could to keep the meetings going for as long as possible. He was kind of lazy and I think he preferred meetings to actual irk.
I used to doodle during meetings to keep myself awake. As he was droning on, I scribbled ‘will somebody please shut him up’ or something to that effect. I heard a snort behind me and realized our boss had been looking over my shoulder. The boss was an ah, but he was a lot nicer to me after that.

I used to have nice handwriting. Often people would ask me to address envelopes for them, or even write letters for them. It’s not so nice now.

I don’t know what is going on with email. My mother has been dead for two years now and I am getting all kinds of emails for her. I’m also getting stuff for my sister. There was a time when my mother, both of my nieces, and I shared the same email address. Back in the AOL days when none of knew what we were doing. I use the same name, only with @gmail now. I have no idea why I am getting stuff for my sister.
I guess somebody created a list somewhere and I’m the lucky recipient.

I tried to nap, but the thunderstorms and a certain tuxedo Overlord squirming around made it hard. But I got up and had a Manhattan and Redneck Stirfry.

:rofl:

Mine was doctor quality before computers.

“So let it be written, so let it be done” - Pharaoh

Evening all. Dental visit went fine, no problems and don’t see them again until February. Tried to go to the gym in the afternoon, but forgot my t-shirt so came home, had dinner, then went back over tonight to do my pedaling. Rained on and off all day, 60-70% chance of it continuing tonight and tomorrow.

JtC, sounds like you’re adjusting to W. Virginny life just fine. Just don’t get eaten by a bear.

flyboy, after my first fifteen years of Government Service I got 8 hours of PTO each pay period and 4 hours of sick leave. Could only ‘bank’ 240 PTO hours cumulative, so after 20 years I had to use all 26 days in a year or ‘lose’ it. Sort of tough, but I managed to do it every year without losing an hour. Good luck with the scheduling.

swampy, it’s your birthday so do what you damn well please!

Sari, I understand why you want to go to the funeral, but you need to take care of yourself first and foremost.

And it’s closing in on 10pm so I’ll conclude this missive and start preparing for bed. Take care all.

The non-profit I work for was really behind the times. (It’s 125 years old.) When I started: No vacation until you’ve been there a year, but five days sick leave. After that you got two weeks’ vacation. After ten years, you got three weeks. When El Jefe came onboard, he got the board to agree to more customary vacation time: Three weeks after five years. This was right after I’d been there ten years. :roll_eyes: Then there was another change, and after ten years you got four weeks. Last year they combined vacation and sick leave into one bucket of PTO, so I get five weeks per year.

That’s what my dad had with the FAA.

swampy "Tis your day, and I think that sounds like a wonnerful way to spend a B-day. I’d love to join if’n I could.

JtC Very happy that the kittehs are growing into some sort of gettin along.

Oh I read that convection oven thingy too quick. I love mine. I initially thought induction, one of those stupid “magnets make your pots hot” stoves. Why don’t he use the screws that come with the stuff?

Once upon a time I had good handwriting, back when I was doing actual hand drawn blueprints. The only remnants of that is I still use only uppercase letters.

Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. Let’s see if The Screwup Fairy is back to work today.

Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 18c/65f with a predicted high of 22c/71f, and mostly cloudy. Weather app says “It’s cloudy, but I checked my fucking pockets and it turns out I have zero fucks left to give.” I agree, I am fast running out of fucks to give too.

Swampy that sounds like an excellent way to spend a birthday, and if that’s what you want then it’s what you should have. Just don’t tell the local paper, otherwise you’ll have all and sundry on your doorstep!

JtC I am so glad to hear that Bella and GG are getting on so well, that looks like the start of a beautiful feline friendship.

doggio the screwup fairy took a day off from your side and came over here instead…

sari it’s natural that you’d want to be at the funeral, but you have to think of your own care too. Doesn’t sound like it’s at all practical from any perspective, and you shouldn’t let the family guilt you into making a trip that is only going to damage your health.

Moooom hope your boo-boo is better today!

Nothing exciting in my life at the moment. I went grocery shopping last night, got pretty much everything on my list but will need to get some fresh veggies at the weekend. I picked up broccoli and green beans but the rest of the veg looked a bit tired so I’ll leave it until the weekend to get some fresh stuff for next week.

'im indoors made dinner when we got home, so I vegged on the sofa with Shadow for company. Today I have a full day of corporate bullshit as we’ve got a support staff away day thing. It’s one of those things that’s not mandatory but it’s noted if you’re not there. So I will be there but I know exactly how boring it’s going to be.

I should be off to the pub tonight with friends so that will be nice after I’ve been bored witless all day. That shall be my reward for putting up with a day of bullshittery.

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 75 Amurrkin out and mostly clear with a predicted high of 88 with rain throughout the afternoon. This mornin’ we shall procure provisions. The rest of the day will be high RDOS inactivity. I shall plop a poke roast in the slow cooker. That, peas 'n carrots, mac 'n cheese, and rolls shall be sup. Easy enough and tasty.

sari so sorry about your cousin. I can understand you feel guilty about not attendin’ the service, but that’s a long way to go and a lot of logistics to deal with.

JtC leave a pic-a-nic basket at the edge of the woods for the bears and you should be fine.

BooFae the great unwashed best not try to get any of my cheesecake! You deserve pub time after a day of corporate bs.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother, I suppose I must needs purtify and don attire acceptable for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. Woe!

Happy Hump Day Y’all!