No time. No time! Never enough time.
I guess it's only been 2 days, but certainly seems longer. I can take a short break for an update.
Our garage door is crapping out on us. When we hit the opener, it opens about a foot, then stops. When we hit it again, it closes. Over and over and over again. Sometimes it relents and opens all the way. This morning, as I worried would happen, I went to leave for work and it did the foot-thing again. Mercifully, I only had to close and re-open once to leave. I could have pulled the stupid red cord thingy to get it open, but I haven't done that myself yet and when you close it, it just slams down to the ground. Yep, time for a new garage door & opener. We hate the one we have anyway -- it's ugly, LOUD, and has no windows. We need some little windows in the next one for more light in there! Of course, we don't happen to have the money for this just laying around, so it's just another thing on the list. But with this opening issue, it's about to move to the top of the list!
I'm finally getting control of my desk at work, for the first time since I came back from vacation. So much to do, for my normal work and the newsletter and covering for someone else. This person I've been covering for was supposed to be back this week but now won't be back for several more weeks. I cannot WAIT until she gets back so her attorney will go back to giving her boring, dry, put-me-to-sleep work to her own assistant. Can't wait. And though my actual work is now somewhat under control, I do seem to have a mountain of filing building up. I hate filing. Especially when it's not really mine. There's a file here that I inherited, for which the filing hasn't really been done for like 2 YEARS and the person who was supposed to organize it and have it done before handing it over to me basically decided on her own that enough time had passed that she just put it all in date order in a bunch of bankers' boxes and then washed her hands of it. Greaaaaaaaaaaaat. Maybe if I leave it there long enough I will move away from this desk and the next person can have it. That's not really my M.O., but I am so TIRED of getting dumped on and cleaning up other peoples' messes! Every job I've had I swear there is major clean-up involved. And I'm tired, tired, tired of it.
Anyway.
Otherwise, things are great. If I could just get a few more hours added to my day (after work, thankyouverymuch), that would help a lot. Getting up and getting to work and getting home and getting to the gym and getting dinner take up a lot of time. Too much time! TIME is definitely on my mind.
What else . . .
I'm kind of hungry, but that's not really news. I always get hungry at work more often than I do at home. I could go all day w/o eating at home, but when I'm at work -- can't wait for lunch! Time goes by faster when I'm working on the newsletter -- but anything else, kind of a snail's pace.
Oh, I was (kind of) amused the other day when we got an announcement from the local police department about how there's some nut running around Midtown robbing women at gunpoint during broad daylight. That's only a handful of city blocks from here -- not too far. One poor girl was eating lunch in her car when the guy came up and demanded her purse, jewelry and car keys. I realize it could have been worse, and yet another girl who was getting something out of her car had a gun shoved in her stomach before he took off, but that just sucks. So we get this announcement with a note telling us to drive with our windows up and our doors locked and to be aware of our surroundings. Windows up -- check. Doors locked -- check. Awareness of surroundings -- check. 2-block walk from office to parking garage -- uhh, nothing I can do if the guy catches me on the street.
"Hey, robber dude, can you wait 'til I get to my car so I can lock the door and roll my windows up?" Sure. No, he will take my wedding ring, purse, keys and whatever else he wants. Of course, those higher on the totem pole around here don't have such concerns seeing as they are parked in the building. The rest of us, well, you better scurry on to your car, maybe walk in groups, and hope for the best. I can only imagine what would happen if one of us was accosted by this guy. All I know is I am due to have my wedding ring appraised (finally) tomorrow and I am getting this puppy on our homeowners' insurance. I would be PISSED if someone took my ring and I was ass out! In addition to losing the actual sentimental thing, of course.
On another note, I woke up to this news about bombings in London and in addition to making me more nervous about the state of the world, my stepdaughter is supposed to be traveling to Germany again this summer, leaving shortly, and gone for a month. Last year they went to Italy while they were there. Italy has been threatened as well. I already had my reservations about her going to Europe with things being the way they are . . . now, I just don't know. I have zero control over any of this, including whether or not she goes, but I also can't help worrying. I'm not really one to pray, but I might have to start.
I know I can't worry about every last thing, and that odds are she'll be fine. But I don't know if I would even go over there, so I worry for her. At least she'll be with people who know their way around and speak the language, and not staying in a hotel or anything. But the rail system concerns me. A lot.
Why is the world so fucked up?
Our garage door is crapping out on us. When we hit the opener, it opens about a foot, then stops. When we hit it again, it closes. Over and over and over again. Sometimes it relents and opens all the way. This morning, as I worried would happen, I went to leave for work and it did the foot-thing again. Mercifully, I only had to close and re-open once to leave. I could have pulled the stupid red cord thingy to get it open, but I haven't done that myself yet and when you close it, it just slams down to the ground. Yep, time for a new garage door & opener. We hate the one we have anyway -- it's ugly, LOUD, and has no windows. We need some little windows in the next one for more light in there! Of course, we don't happen to have the money for this just laying around, so it's just another thing on the list. But with this opening issue, it's about to move to the top of the list!
I'm finally getting control of my desk at work, for the first time since I came back from vacation. So much to do, for my normal work and the newsletter and covering for someone else. This person I've been covering for was supposed to be back this week but now won't be back for several more weeks. I cannot WAIT until she gets back so her attorney will go back to giving her boring, dry, put-me-to-sleep work to her own assistant. Can't wait. And though my actual work is now somewhat under control, I do seem to have a mountain of filing building up. I hate filing. Especially when it's not really mine. There's a file here that I inherited, for which the filing hasn't really been done for like 2 YEARS and the person who was supposed to organize it and have it done before handing it over to me basically decided on her own that enough time had passed that she just put it all in date order in a bunch of bankers' boxes and then washed her hands of it. Greaaaaaaaaaaaat. Maybe if I leave it there long enough I will move away from this desk and the next person can have it. That's not really my M.O., but I am so TIRED of getting dumped on and cleaning up other peoples' messes! Every job I've had I swear there is major clean-up involved. And I'm tired, tired, tired of it.
Anyway.
Otherwise, things are great. If I could just get a few more hours added to my day (after work, thankyouverymuch), that would help a lot. Getting up and getting to work and getting home and getting to the gym and getting dinner take up a lot of time. Too much time! TIME is definitely on my mind.
What else . . .
I'm kind of hungry, but that's not really news. I always get hungry at work more often than I do at home. I could go all day w/o eating at home, but when I'm at work -- can't wait for lunch! Time goes by faster when I'm working on the newsletter -- but anything else, kind of a snail's pace.
Oh, I was (kind of) amused the other day when we got an announcement from the local police department about how there's some nut running around Midtown robbing women at gunpoint during broad daylight. That's only a handful of city blocks from here -- not too far. One poor girl was eating lunch in her car when the guy came up and demanded her purse, jewelry and car keys. I realize it could have been worse, and yet another girl who was getting something out of her car had a gun shoved in her stomach before he took off, but that just sucks. So we get this announcement with a note telling us to drive with our windows up and our doors locked and to be aware of our surroundings. Windows up -- check. Doors locked -- check. Awareness of surroundings -- check. 2-block walk from office to parking garage -- uhh, nothing I can do if the guy catches me on the street.
"Hey, robber dude, can you wait 'til I get to my car so I can lock the door and roll my windows up?" Sure. No, he will take my wedding ring, purse, keys and whatever else he wants. Of course, those higher on the totem pole around here don't have such concerns seeing as they are parked in the building. The rest of us, well, you better scurry on to your car, maybe walk in groups, and hope for the best. I can only imagine what would happen if one of us was accosted by this guy. All I know is I am due to have my wedding ring appraised (finally) tomorrow and I am getting this puppy on our homeowners' insurance. I would be PISSED if someone took my ring and I was ass out! In addition to losing the actual sentimental thing, of course.
On another note, I woke up to this news about bombings in London and in addition to making me more nervous about the state of the world, my stepdaughter is supposed to be traveling to Germany again this summer, leaving shortly, and gone for a month. Last year they went to Italy while they were there. Italy has been threatened as well. I already had my reservations about her going to Europe with things being the way they are . . . now, I just don't know. I have zero control over any of this, including whether or not she goes, but I also can't help worrying. I'm not really one to pray, but I might have to start.
I know I can't worry about every last thing, and that odds are she'll be fine. But I don't know if I would even go over there, so I worry for her. At least she'll be with people who know their way around and speak the language, and not staying in a hotel or anything. But the rail system concerns me. A lot.
Why is the world so fucked up?
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