Good morning everyone.
Jeebus, FCM, that’s certainly a good amount of suckage. I hope your test is negative AND you start feeling better soonest. I hope **FCD’**s knee appointment goes well too. You need a break! With as busy as you keep between your chores, errands, appointments, and wrasslin’ Roxy, I’ll bet you’re just run down which makes it easy for those stupid cold germs to slide right in.
I am appreciative of the fact that today is my Friday. It’s been one heck of a whirlwind week. I need to go into the office on Monday because the gal we hired to work in my old position, officially starts. I’m so excited to soon no longer be wearing two hats on a constant basis. I wanted us both in the office on Monday, because I just want to get some stuff done face to face and have her start to work on some of the stuff I need to remove from my ever-growing list of to-dos. I want to go over budget and a variety of other issues with her as well. I’ve provided her with a lot of reading material and often used SharePoint and portal sites, and have already sent her some helpful tips. I want her transition to the Business Center to be as smooth as possible and have already stepped in to mentor her (unofficially). My boss (and hers), just had a lot going on, so I took care of a lot of stuff that needs doing in the boss’s stead so that it’s all done ahead of time. I am so excited, although I will continue to do certain things until she’s trained up in those areas. That, unfortunately, includes purchasing, but I can see light at the end of the tunnel. As soon as she’s trained up, she can get her card and she can start taking care of purchasing.
We’re supposedly on the edge of some bomb cyclone brewing off the coast and it’s supposed to roll in today. The most severe aspects of it will hit in Canada, I think, but we’ll receive our typical very gusty and wet October/November weather.
I need a haircut, but I had a bad dream this morning where I went to see her and she cut it super, super short. I was crying in my dream because I have purposely avoided going in to let my hair grow out of some. I woke up after I started crying in the dream. At least I wasn’t waiting to be executed in this dream.
My mother still lives in my childhood home (moved there when I was in third grade). When we first moved in there, it was practically rural; old heritage apple orchards, fields, cows, horses, forests, ponds, and wetlands surrounded our neighborhood. It was a kid’s paradise, really. Now, all of the fields and orchards have been replaced with tract housing and apartments. It’s really sad.