My Week XXIX or Wadical Wheels

 This week once again starts with events from last week. Our kia had been making some noises when you turned the wheel so we took it into the mechanics to have them do an oil change and find out what the noise was. They heard the engine "knocking" and called us right away and said whatever was causing the knocking was going to cost more than the car was currently worth and to not put ANY money into it, not even the oil change. So we were down 1 car, just like that. The mechanic told us not to take it on any long drives either, so that meant we didn't go to church that Sabbath as it is an hour away and is mostly highway, so it's highspeed. Nothing will ruin a good Sabbath like having your engine blowup while your traveling 75mph (120kph), hahahahaa.

I did briefly consider getting a new car but almost immediately threw that option away for two reasons. One, I had it pounded into my head that making payments on a car is one of the most irresponsible fiscal decisions one can make (and while most americans do that, well, look at the state of our personal credit as a nation, it is horrible) and it will simply drain you like a vampire bat. Second, even if we did scrimp and pay for one outright, it would leave our savings in such disrepair that if another emergency happened (like our furnace breaking down, or something like that), we would be sunk financially. So the new car option was out.

That left the used option. I began scouring Craigslist for used subarus and found a 2015 impreza with only 126K miles that seemed to be in good shape. It was being sold by a company that exclusively works on and sells Subarus. I called the place Monday to set up an appointment on Tuesday to test drive it and have the paperwork filled out.

Tuesday for work we were only 20minutes from the car place, so we took our lunch by driving over. I called the place, hoping that maybe I could pick the car up then and there, but the lady who does all the legal paperwork was out of the office until 1pm. But I saw it and got to drive it. Seemed just fine. So that evening Mrs B and I drove back up, signed the paperwork, paid our blood money and drove it home.

Wednesday was a ballbuster of a day. We had been doing what is called an "Asbuilt" of a new apartment complex. An asbuilt is when you locate everything on the property so the town has a complete record. This particular town needed a level of detail that is insane. We had to get all the parking lines where the cars park and all the decorative planted shrubs and trees. That part was actually all done several weeks or months ago. But what was left was pulling catch basins and sewer manholes and measuring all the inverts. A catchbasin is a square grate that water runs into and inside of that are pipes that channel the water to appropriate drainage areas. We had to measure the size of the pipes and how far they were from the top of the grate to make sure that the water was draining in the correct direction.

That was the nice part. Then we had to measure the sewer manholes and essentially do the same thing. We had to measure the size of the pipes and the distance from the top of the manhole to the inflow and the outflow to confirm that it had been built as it was supposed to be and that the crap was flowing in the right direction. What I'm going to show you is the cover itself that we have to remove (it weighs about 80lbs/36kg) and then a nice new sewer so you can see how the pipes go and then, a real life sewer.

There were about 50'ish structures in total, so that made for a very exhausting day. I was glad, on so many levels, when Wednesday was over. Mrs B meanwhile took care of registering the new car and getting license plates for it.

Thursday and Friday I was with yet another new guy. Tall Guy, the one I had worked with before and who was a whole foot taller than me, had quit during the two months I was gone due to my eye. Nobody missed him because he did such pisspoor work. But that does mean we don't have 3 full field crews and we have enough work that we NEED 3 full field crews. So one of the guys from the engineering department, who is working on getting his engineering degree, is being transferred over to the Survey department for the rest of the summer and the fall and he'll be working with me. He has zero experience with working in the field, so I'm teaching him everything from the ground up. The good part is that he has no bad habits I need to break him of, as the only way he will know to do everything is the way I show him (hahahahaha!) but the downside is that for the first month or so our productivity will be at turtlespeed as he learns. I should be happy that the head of survey feels confident enough to keep putting the new guys with me to train, but it is mentally, emotionally and physically exhausting. But eventually Friday was over and I was done work, at 3pm. I was happy about that!

Because that meant Mrs B and I were heading down south to go to the Cheesecake Factory! We go there once a year to celebrate our wedding anniversary (not on the day, but sometime during the month. And this year was our 17th, whooohooo). It is calorie laden food (I ordered the shepherds pie and I think it alone was 1200 calories) and we always take leftovers home. We also always order 4 slices of cheesecake to go. This year, we decided to just order whatever we wanted and to blazes with the calories.

Bookstooge ordered:

• diet coke (watching my waist line after all, hahahahaah)
• Cheeseburger spring rolls
• Shepherds pie
• side order of mashed potatoes

Mrs B ordered:

• water
• Sweet corn tamale cakes
• honey glazed carrots
• vegan cobb salad (that thing was the size of my head)

For cheesecake, we ordered a slice of the regular plain, 2 slices of the pumpkin cheesecake and 1 slice of the banana cream cheesecake. We ate enough of our regular food until we were comfortably full and then had them box it up along with the cheesecake to go. We were satiated and it was a great ride home. I feel asleep at 10pm sharp :-D

If you are interested in what any of the items looks like, they can be found at:
https://www.thecheesecakefactory.com/menu

Of course, I ended up waking up at 4am this morning, sigh. But I ate the rest of my shepherds pie (it was just as good as last night) and had the slice of regular cheesecake. That's the way to start a day! Then I went to the men's meeting that our sunday church has each saturday morning and then Mrs B and I went to church at the SDA church. Drove the new impreza there and back with nary a hitch. I took a nap at 2pm and at 3pm we went on a nice leisurely stroll around a local park to perk us back up. Once home, I began banging out this missive and that brings us to now.

What a week! But today has been good and it is sunny and warm and we have a car that is safe and cheesecake slices sitting in our fridge. What better way to end the week!

My Week XXIX

 

This post is going to start two weeks ago, because I said so. Last week I returned to work after two months of being out due to an optic nerve palsy. I had scheduled my routine eye injection for Friday, so I only had to work Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Let me tell you, I was so out of shape that by the time Friday morning rolled around, I was HAPPY to get the eye injection and not have to walk another day. My legs and feet hurt so bad that I had to take a tylenol when I got up Friday morning.

The following Monday was Labor Day, a federal holiday, so lots of people got it off. Of course, Mrs B works retail so she didn't. So I was home alone for the day. You know what I did? I watched Cheers for 7hrs straight. Cheers is a sitcom from the 80's and 90's. By the time Mrs B got home I felt like a zombie and realized it was a complete waste of a day. I was worn out still from work (3-4 days ago!) that I didn't care. I just enjoyed sitting on the couch doing absolutely nothing. Ahhhhh.

Then Tuesday happened, da da dum! I was assigned to a job that I could do by myself with the gps equipment about an hour away. The vehicle I was to use had a slow leak in one of the tires but as long as we pumped it up each morning, it was good to go. Well, 10m minutes from the job site, the patch on the hole gives up the ghost and the tire goes flat in 60 seconds. That van is so noisy that I didn't hear anything, but the steering immediately went supah wonkey and I pulled over. Sure enough, that tire was dead and I could feel the air coming out of the hole. Took me an hour to change that tire. It was big enough that I couldn't lift the spare back on, but thankfully a local cop stopped by and gave me a hand. I was sweating like a pig and upset as all get out (they KNEW the tire had a slow leak but didn't want to get it properly fixed) but at least I was only 10minutes from the site and could get going and grump to myself in the woods in peace. I even told the cop that the day just HAD to get better.

So Naive...

Ohhhhhh. I get to the site (which I remind you is an hour from the office) only to realize I've forgotten a vital piece of equipment that I need to do the job. I call the office and they send someone with it to meet me half way at a local town office. I'm waiting and waiting and finally text the guy, asking where he is. He tells me he is there and wondering where I am. He starts describing what he is seeing and I get a sinking feeling in my stomach. There are two towns that both start with Green but have different endings. He had gone to the wrong town. I let the office manager know and that point he said to just come back, as it was a complete waste of time. So I get a second job, just 20minutes from the office.

And somebody had been messing with the equipment and changed some settings, so it wasn't working right. But I didn't know WHAT settings had changed. I played around with what I knew, but by 3pm I was so angry and frustrated and my feet hurt (I had walked about a mile at this point looking for control points) that I just called it a day. Once back at the office the new guy (who is a licensed surveyor from Texas of all places) showed me what he had changed and what I needed to do to get it back to working order. I didn't even punch him for messing around with equipment that he doesn't know how WE use. I came home, ate dinner and was in bed by 8pm. I was ready to quit my job or do murder or both.

AND THAT WAS TUESDAY.

Wednesday was just another day of getting back in the saddle. I was again by myself, but doing a job that is ok for a two man crew and physically challenging alone. I did it but I wasn't very happy and once again, I just hurt. A body really gets soft in two months and I am finding out just how soft.

Yeah, that soft

Thursday I went back to the job I was supposed to do on Tuesday. No flat tires, no forgetting equipment, nothing. Everything went well. Except. There was a company outing at 1pm at a local beer garden (I don't know what they call them overseas), basically a place for the people of the company to socialize and drink a couple of adult beverages. Paid from 1pm to 4pm. I was told however that the job I was doing needed to be done by tomorrow and to "budget your time accordingly". Which meant that I needed to stay out today to make sure I got enough done to finish up tomorrow. Which meant I got back at 3pm and missed the entire thing. So while my coworkers were getting paid to swill beer and sit on their *&^% asses (like the office people don't sit on them enough!) I was out working in the woods. And the kicker is I'm not sure I'm going to finish the job up tomorrow anyway. I have to talk to the project manager tomorrow about some stuff.

And that brings us to Friday, ie, today. Except I'm pre-writing all this Thursday evening, so it's "tomorrow" for the me of Right Now. I don't know if I'll be home by 5pm or not and if I'm not, I wanted a record of how this week went down before I forget. And because Monday was a holiday, we don't get paid overtime because we didn't "work" on Monday. So any extra hours I put in are just at the regular rate. Not a very happy feeling. If I'm home before this goes live, I'll update it accordingly. I know you're breathless with anticipation.

Oh hurray, halloo! I was out by 3pm and I finished up the job with no problems. My legs and feet didn't hurt either, so I'm definitely getting back into battle shape. To celebrate such a great thing, I ordered an extra large pizza for the weekend. Half for me, half for Mrs B. So now, no matter how Saturday goes, I'll be ok. I feel like I actually thrived today instead of just surviving. Oh, that is a great feeling.

Saturday is going to be a long day too. I have a Men's Meeting with the guys from the Sunday church at 8am. Immediately after that, Mrs B and I go to the SDA church for service. It is the first Sabbath of the month, which means the Pastor is the one preaching and he almost always preaches until 1pm. After that is potluck, so an hour minimum, if not more. I don't expect to be home before 3 or 4pm. I'm exhausted just thinking about it :-D One good thing is that I don't have a post going live on Saturday, so I don't have to deal with the blog that day.

I can tell I haven't done one of these My Week posts in a long time because the words just came pouring out. Hopefully if I can do one or two of these a month that will help with the deluge of words coming your way. So blessed Sabbath to you and yours.

My Week XXVII or The Cheeseburger Edition

 

My goodness, these "My Week" post titles are starting to look like Superbowl titles. The main difference is that I'm not raking in 100's of millions of dollars with this blog. What a shame. But if anyone has a couple of spare million, I'd be happy to take them off your hands. I wouldn't want you to suffer with all that responsibility and I'll gladly help bear it.

I debated about whether to even write this post at all. We had our first heatwave of the season from Sunday-Wednesday (a heatwave here is defined as going over 90F for 3 days in a row) and that always wipes me out, big time. By Wednesday I was toast. Any thoughts I might have had were concentrated on getting through each day, that was it. I didn't write or schedule any posts, I didn't have any ideas for future posts, I just came home, ate dinner, read a little in bed and then fell asleep, usually by 8pm. Thursday was a recovery day and today, well, today was Friday. Not much else to say about that.

My work car is going in for inspection next week and I'm not very optimistic about its chances of passing without sinking some serious money into it. And if it ends up requiring too much money, it'll be better to just buy another one. Rust is what gets cars here. The winters with all the salt on the roads just chews up the undercarriage of the car and in 10 years, your feet are going through the floor boards! But why borrow next week's worries right now, right?

To wrap this post up on a positive note, I'm going to leave you with a picture of my dinner. BEFORE I eat it. (I know some of you would go there, so I headed you off at the proverbial pass)

This is a turkey burger made with swiss cheese, onion and peppers IN the burger itself. I add ketchup and mustard to one half of the bun and sprinkled diced onions into that. I then add dill pickles on top of that. I place the burger on top of that bun. I stick a slice of sharp cheddar on top of the burger. To top it off, I add the other half of the bun that I have put 1000 Island dressing on. That's some serious flavor! Well, I'm off to enjoy my dinner, yum! Hopefully you have had a good dinner too. Or breakfast if it's Saturday morning by the time you read this :-)

My Week XXVI

 

This post is going to encompass last week as well, as Life and Stuff has been on the spin cycle and I've still not found my footing.

As I noted in my Excerpt, work is just chaos. Between the workload not getting any lighter to people taking time off, every day is a new adventure. I never know who I am working with or what job I'm heading to. Even though work itself isn't getting harder, I'm coming away each week more tired because of the chaos and uncertainty. And this would appear to be our new normal. I am at the point of living week by week now. I can't take thinking about a month of this, or even two months of this, or more!

Church has added its own little melange to the mix. Our SDA church has held an End Times seminar the last two Sabbaths. We experienced one of those at our previous SDA church and this had all the same hallmarks so we decided to avoid it altogether. Which meant picking some random Sunday church to go to over the weekend (church attendance is one big checkmark for the health of a Christian as far as both Mrs B and I are concerned. We've seen too many people stop going to church for any and all reasons and before you know it, they're denying Christ altogether. We don't even want to step NEAR that precipice). One Sunday we went to a big baptist church that one of Mrs B's friends attends and then the next we chose some random one that she had had a Ladies Tea at and had been invited. Both times were nice and I was glad to hear the sermons, but the worship time for each was nothing but contemporary christian worship and just reaffirmed to me that I'll keep going to the SDA church for the hymns alone! Going to a different church might not sound like a big deal, but it really is. Church going is not some solitary activity that you do "to be good". It is commanded by Scripture and it brings us into fellowship with other Christians and brings us, together, closer to God. It is hard to have real fellowship with people who you don't know. That takes time and effort. It takes going to the same church week after week after week and BEING involved. So not to have that for two weeks was just unsettling, and coupled with work, was a bit too much.

Thankfully, home life has been the same. I've been extra vigilant about that! Church, work and home, they are my three spheres of activity and they affect each other. But just like any tripod, it doesn't take much to upset the stability. But with us returning to the SDA church tomorrow, and me being so vigilant about the homesphere, stability will reign in at least two of the three spheres. Not perfect by any means, but survivable anyway.

One of the ways Mrs B and I have "vigilantly" kept the homesphere intact is by playing Munchkin on the weekend. While it is intended for at least 3 players, we have found that as long as we don't use the "backstabbing/betrayal" cards, the game works relatively well with just the two of us. It is an RPG-lite dungeon crawler and gives both of us that fantasy fix we want from a game. And it's all cards that only needs one die to roll. We love it. The artwork is wacky and silly and makes Mrs B extremely happy. I just like that I get to stab and stomp and poke and kill things :-D

And today is now over with for me. It's 5pm, I am home from work, I have eaten something yummy, drank something cold and am now chilling on the couch until I'm ready to fall asleep at the extremely late hour of 9pm (if I'm lucky!). I am steadfastly looking forward to the blessing of the Sabbath as it fast approaches. Blessed Sabbath to you all!

My Week XXV

 Well, another week come and gone. Amazing how time flies. I'm wondering when I'll get to the stage where I judge things by the month, instead of the week? I mean, I'm thankful I've matured enough to do a week at a time instead of a day at a time, but just like a teenager champing at the bit to be an "adult", I want to be old enough for time to fly by. I have found myself referring to things by who was President at the time and not just the year, so that's a start ;-)

Didn't work a lot this week. I had to take Tuesday off because Mrs B had a procedure where she couldn't operate machinery afterwards, so I had to do the driving and make the decisions while she was still loopy. We went out to a diner afterwards and had some seriously delicious omelets. Mrs B had a cheese omelet with toast and homefries while I had the cheeseburger omelet with toast and homefries. Oh man, we were both so stuffed afterwards, it was great!

Thursday was a rain day. It started raining around 7am and went all day and into the evening. Maybe 25 years ago I would have gone in, but at some point I have decided that being soaked and miserable all day, while accomplishing almost nothing, isn't worth being paid for. So I called out. It helped that the office manager knew the storm was coming and gave all the field crews the option to call out. All of us took that option ;-)

I spent the day putting together my new tv setup. I had bought a 50in tv about a month ago and ordered a tv stand to go with it. There were missing parts and it was a bleeding process to get 8 little feet mailed to me. But I put it all together and then hooked everything up. Tv, soundbar, bluray player and I attached a 25ft hdmi cable for when I eventually will hook that up to my computer to play computer games on. I started at 8am and was expecting it to be a horrific experience. New electronics are picky and have a bajillion options and I was expecting things to go wrong at every step. Imagine my surprise when everything went smooth as glass and I had everything setup by 9am. I was shocked, in a good way. So I turned on the tv and watched the 3 Stooges until Mrs B got home that afternoon. That was a good day :-D

Friday it was back to work and boy, I did NOT want to go in. It didn't help knowing one of the other crew chiefs had taken the day off, so between the rain day on Thursday and having the next Monday off for Memorial Day, he was getting a 5day weekend, the lucky duck. The site we went to was about 90min away. So we had a lot of driving to do. And it was raining up there. Not enough to stop us, but enough to make it "slightly" miserable. On a Friday, sigh. Then we found out that one of the owners of the company said everyone could leave at 2pm if they wanted to. So we took lunch and hightailed it back to the office. It was a 7hr day and 3hrs of that was pure driving. It was a total waste, hahahahaa. But I was out at 2pm and ready to start my 3day weekend. That's a good feeling!

Today we're leaving for church in about 2hrs and once again, it is foggy, cloudy and drizzly. I hope that is going to help keep the traffic down, as we have to use a major highway and I don't want to share the road with a bajillion people all driving to their summer homes for the long weekend. Once we're back, I suspect I'll either be reading or writing up posts for June. Can you believe it is almost June already? I just blinked and it's the last week of May. Maybe I am getting old enough!

You all have a wonderful Sabbath, cheers!

My Week XXIV or Bearly Surviving!

 

That is just a little statue of a bear, not a real one. But from this distance, it LOOKS real enough. See, I can have fun on the job too.

There was a decent amount of rain this week. Not enough to ever be called out, but we did have some short days. Thankfully, that was all balanced out with some wonderfully sunny days where working outside was what every right thinking person wanted.

I'd ordered a new tv stand, one of those "tool'less" ones that is simple enough for even me to put together without getting all frustrated. So of course, the feet that screw in to the bottom that keeps the whole thing together didn't ship with it. I sent off a request for replacement parts but still haven't heard anything back from the company I bought it through (via Amazon). Aye yi yi! If I haven't heard back from them by the time this goes live, I'll just pick something up locally and pull my trusty hammer and screwdriver, sigh. My goodness, the things I put up with!

Coke has come out with a Zero Sugar Orange Cream version. It is basically the old Vanilla Orange Coke Zero. I loved that stuff, a lot. Bought a 12 pack yesterday and yep, it's the same thing, just "re-branded". Whatever gets it on the shelves, that's all I care about. I suspect it will have a similar life span, so I'm going to enjoy this part of life while I can. Carpe diem!!!

For whatever reason, this week has gone on forever AND sped by super fast. Ever had one of those kind of weeks? It's very disconcerting. Every day felt like Tuesday and Thursday, no matter what day it actually was. That's just a weeeeeeeeird feeling.

I have been reading the first Dr Fu-Manchu book this week. Oh, that will be some review, let me tell you. It was published in 1913 and Dr Fu-Manchu is an eeeeeeeeeeevil genius. Definitely not one for you woke folk. But come on, is that cover AWESOME or what? Yeah, it's awesome. Guess you'll find out if the book was awesome or not on the 27th ;-)

Finally, the change in scheduling time. It's been working out ok and I think I'll be sticking to it. What made me change from 5am posting to 5pm posting was that I'd been letting my devotions go. I wasn't reading my Bible or spending time in prayer that I knew I needed to. Mornings were the time I had always used before. I tried the evenings, but with work being what it is, I'm so tired that I can't concentrate. So instead of continuing to let things slide, I realized I needed to change my blogging. Real life should ALWAYS come before blogging. So that's the reason for the change.

Well, Sabbath will be here in just a couple of hours, so adieu for now and get some rest. You need it!

My Week XXIII

 This week wasn't as tumultuous as two weeks ago (when I wrote the last My Week post), but man, it was NOT smooth sailing.

Resurrection Sunday was the kick off to the week. We had foregone going to our usual Sunday church and had turned down an Easter Dinner invitation to go support one of Mrs B's friends who was going to be in a choir. Only we found out the night before that she had gone to the first practice and didn't like how much work was going to be involved and so quit and hadn't told us. There are personalities involved, so there was no way I was going to sit through a Resurrection Service with this lady the whole time. I really like her husband and he and I get along great, and Mrs B gets along great with him and with her. So I ended up not going to church that Sunday. I felt terrible about it, but I knew I would have felt even worse if I had gone.

Work went well the entire week, but it was very unsettled. Monday I worked with Tall Guy (he's 6'4" and I'm 5'3". For you non-imperialists, that's 33cm). We eased into the week gently and even had an hour's drive each way. Tuesday I was by myself. I had to drive 90min to meet a client, show him a lot corner (an iron rod in the ground) which took 15min, then drive 90min back to the office. I hate driving that much, that quick. Bleh. Wednesday and Thursday I was with New Guy. The very FIRST thing he says Wednesday morning is "did you miss me?", like we were best buds or something. I just looked at him for 10seconds and then said "No". Blabbermouths who tell my boss everything I say out in the field will never be my friends, ever. Work went well with him though, but man, he can't stand the quiet. He always had an earbud in or when we had some down time, would walk around talking on the phone. Today, I am back with Tall Guy. No idea what I'm getting into for the job itself. Guess I'll be finding out in 2hours.

In the last couple of months I've had an itch to play some video games again. It happens every 5-10 years and is pretty intense. I was considering going for a Nintendo Switch 2, but then Aywren did an article on it and at the price point, that was a deal breaker. I then wondered about going with a Steam Deck (a portable, independent gaming system) and docking it to my tv and playing that way. Well, the top of the line Steam Deck, with all the supplies, was even more expensive than the Switch2. What's a fellow to do? I then decided that I could hook my laptop up to my tv using an hdmi cable. That way all I needed was an hdmi cable, a wireless Xbox controller (they work automagically with Windows machines) and the actual games.

Since I had investigated the Steam Deck, I looked into the Steam website, which sells computer games. I had joined up YEARS ago when I was playing Magic the Gathering online (before that blasted Arena ruined everything), so I just had my password reset and started looking. There were some pretty good deals on the Heretic/Hexen franchise (first person shooter, like a Medieval Doom) as well as the whole Doom franchise. But to use them, I had to go through Steam's portal and be forced to be connected to the internet to play them. THAT is the whole reason I avoid the big-name consoles now anyway. I won't have my actions be dictated like that. So I ended up finding out about Gog.com and joined them. They do have a portal system, which helps with upgraded graphics and stuff, but most importantly, I can download the games themselves in drm free form and play them as I wish. And they were having a sale on Heretic/Hexen and some of the Doom stuff. So I ended up buying:

• Heretic
• Hexen: Beyond Heretic
• Hexen: Citadel of the Death Kings
• Hexen II
• Doom I
• Doom II
• Final Doom
• Diablo I
• Diablo: Hellfire (unofficial expansion)

All that for about $15. Even if I only played Heretic, the time I put into that and the enjoyment I know I'll be getting is worth every cent. I mean, how can you not enjoy shooting mummies, dark wizard priests and other horrific monstrosities with a magical crossbow?

I played the first couple of levels with just the keyboard to make sure I actually would enjoy the game and oh yeah, it was a blast! Now I just need to get my butt in gear and start hooking things up and programming the Xbox controller. I doubt I'll become a video gamer, but much like my foray into Marvel Champions, this will give me another outlet besides reading. Multiple hobbies keeps things fresh.

And honestly, that's it. I'll end this post with a nice nature'y picture from work on Monday.

My Week XXII

 Ohhhhhh, what an up and down week!

This was the third week I was with New Guy and I really felt like we were starting to gel. He's learning our procedures and we were starting to create that rapport that a field crew needs to function long term. I was pretty happy about it. Then on Wednesday the head of the Environmental Department came over and told him he would be starting work over in the Enviro Dep on Monday. That blindsided me and on Thursday I let my mouth run free on the job about it. Well, he took what I said seriously and was suddenly all worried about going over there, so he went to the head of the Survey Department and expressed his concerns. And in the process made the Survey Head think I was trash talking the Enviro Department. So I got a private talking to on Thursday. While it was couched nicely, it was obvious my boss wasn't happy with me about the situation. He's talking about us all being one company and being a team player. I just said yes sir, yes sir, but inside I was screaming "I DO this forsaken job BECAUSE I'm not a team player, you office dubber". The upshot is that I can't say anything to the new guy because I know he'll talk about it to whoever he comes into contact with. Man, I hate working with people people. Work itself was up and down too. Monday and Tuesday we had rain and snow. It was cold, in April. So wrong! Thankfully, the rest of the week was sunny, even if a bit chilly.

Man, getting chewed out, even nicely, just overshadows everything right now.

A Parental Pod flew up and she and Mrs B are heading over to a weekend ladies retreat starting tonight. While I joke about having a stag weekend, the reality is that I'm going to play some Magic on Saturday and then some more Magic on Sunday. That and eat pizza. Yep, Bookstooge really knows how to have a wild time ;-)

I hope your week went well. Feel free to tell me about it. No really, do. Good, bad or even blase. I'd appreciate some distraction for sure!

My Week XXI

 AI image I took from the internet. Apparently, AI can draw toilets as well as it can draw hands and fingers.

The week started out interestingly. But not in a good way, if you can interpret that picture correctly, sigh. I don't know what I ate on Sunday, but I woke up about 3am Monday morning and I was on the throne with a waste bin in front me until about 10am. I called out of work (which worked out well as it was raining for most of the day) but was too miserable to be able to enjoy it. I sat on the couch "watching" tv (ie, dozing on and off) until Mrs B came home from work.

I did get back to work on Tuesday. Our company is growing and we've hired like 5-6 new people across all the departments (Surveying, Engineering and Environmental) and Survey got two of them. They are both field techs. One is a crew chief (like me), so he ended up working with the instrument operator who I've been working with the last two years. I got the new instrument operator. Who has rudimentary training in another system (think windows vs macs). So he knows enough to think he knows more than he does. Also, he's used nothing but robotic instruments, so half the skills you need for a manual total station he lacks. But he doesn't know he lacks them. In the 5+ years I've been at my current job, I've trained several guys. It's getting old. I just want to work with someone who knows what they are doing, are used to working with me (so they can anticipate me and know exactly what I mean when I use survey terminology short hand) and who has some get up and go. This kid ambles. He's also a flipping environmentalist. He is on the Conservation Commission for our town. When we were working on Tuesday, he stopped what he was doing, listened to some birds and said something like "Oh, listen to the birds, aren't their songs beautiful?" He better shape up. I'm also not making any real judgements about him because I know I instinctively react negatively to new situations and people, period. So it's actually him (yet), just the newness. But man, he is slow. He'll get over that, I just have to be patient. But it is hard to be patient when I see signs of him being a lazy dumbass. We have a code list we use. It is about 2 pages long, probably over 100 codes, but you need to really know about 50 of them. He was given the papers with them to memorize and it is obvious he's not taking that seriously. So I'm just grumpy about that.

Outside of work, nothing is really going on. Not even taxes. Those are due in just over two weeks. I tell you, the older I get the more I am in favor of a consumption tax and getting rid of the blasted IRS and their hellhole of a tax system. I'll keep dreaming, but until then, I have to suffer. It's not that I mind paying taxes, it is the utter labyrinthine system I have to navigate to do it.

On a more positive note, Mrs B and I are going out on date night tonight. Heading out to Amigos, my favorite mexican-american restaurant. Nothing says Mex-Am like a blue cheese cheeseburger with loaded potato skins on the side :-D Even with the Friday Night crowd there, I'm still looking forward to it. And since it is Friday, I don't have to worry about being too full to work the next morning ;-)

Well, I hope you have a wonderful Friday and that when Sabbath comes (ie, sundown), that you can have a truly restful one.

14 hours and counting for me! :-D

My Week XX

 

I hope Netnanny doesn't block this post from me!

The time change here in the US happened this past weekend. "Springing" forward always does a number on me, but man, this time around, it hit me harder than it ever has before. It also messed Mrs B up too. I ended up waking up Sunday morning at 9:45am (I'm usually up at 5am) and that was when Mrs B finally got to sleep. Needless to say, we didn't go to church that morning. Of course, church was having issues with their equipment so there was no livestream.

The discombobulation continued throughout the week. Several days I fell asleep before 8pm and then woke up at 2am. THAT made for some miserable work days. But to balance things out, it was mostly sunny and warm! No snow shoes, hurrrahhh! That made my mood much better. I am hoping to reset my internal clock this weekend.

I also bought a box of Twinkies. That really helped my mood :-D Sugar and fat sure do taste yummy.

My reading has been really off. Sleeping such odd hours has made it almost impossible to focus on reading for hours on end like I'm used to. The flip side of that is that I've been able to do a bit of blogging. I'm fully 3 weeks ahead with some extra random days in April already done. That makes me feel good.

Speaking of feeling good. I am in a much better place than last month but I'm still pretty fragile. Kind of like I'd gotten a wound over winter and it has finally scabbed over and begun healing under the surface. Unfortunately, I've still got a couple of situations ahead of me that might just rip the scab off and force me to start healing all over again. But I hope it goes better than my pessimistic self believes :-)

I just want to have enough energy to read again. I think that will be my goal for the next two weeks.