That’s a hell of a tale; hope you recover rapidly and find a more suitable gig soon without much fuss.
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Maaaaaan…today is the first morning in about six weeks my neck hasn’t hurt (from stress / shoulder hunching); iz nice. That L.A. gig was tough on just about everyone at JimCo. for a number of reasons. But we got through it; I have awesome cow-workers and the foreman is a wonder. (He’s also funny as hell…bet he’s at least five times funnier in Spanish.)
Foreman, while certainly no pushover, is a generally kind person. Which is why it busted me up when he remarked about a particularly annoying busybody, passive-aggressive homeowner, “Myron is a piece of shit.” (In 22 years, I’ve never heard him say that about anyone. And Myron is, in fact, a piece of shit.)
Another large project proposal is being delivered by a property manager to an HOA this evening; we’ll see how that shakes out. If we get it, I believe it’ll be significantly less stressful than the one we just completed. (Yeah -- famous last words…)
Happy [checks calendar] Tuesday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
Fatwa -- I’m glad you’re finally able to relax after that big project. Having a great work crew and great leadership makes all the difference -- just compare your story with TeX’s.
Today is Day 1 of the last week of the leadership academy. This week’s topic is Preventing and Resolving Conflicts -- how timely. The presenters have commented that these five weeks have just flown by, but to me, this has been a long slog. I would have much preferred five days in a conference room to ten half-days that start mid-morning.
Another brush fire starting up in our area -- that’s 3-4 in the past couple of weeks in the same general location. No winds to speak of -- should be OK.
Sven, so sorry to hear about the ongoing problems with your eye. It sounds terrible for even a short time and the ongoing pain would be unthinkable. I feel so lucky I did not have problems.
Fatwa, glad you are recovering. I hope some time with gentle Brenda and the financial rewards will make it seem OK later.
Paddy, the classes sound like an ordeal. I wonder why good teachers are leaving the trade, not.
dv8, I understand about sleeping in. Depression makes me do that and it then feeds the depression.
I fell on June 11th after bringing Elena home from the hospital. I mostly recovered but my right knee was still swollen and painful to touch, sometimes made it hard to sleep. Then this weekend I spent a few hours on my knees bent over, trying to splice an eight lead cable controlling my sprinkler system. My father in law damaged to cable digging up some bushes around the AC unit. I soldered up four pairs of wires but it did not help, so I thought maybe there was another cut somewhere. As I dug along both wires I found there was no cut, it was a loop of wire discarded at some point. Yesterday I found the real cable and sure enough it had several cuts, so I spliced in wires to replace the cut ones. More hours on my knees, I was staggering some and then fell again, on the same knee, at the same place in the garage. It hates me! Not as sore today as I expected but the knee is worse. I need to stop falling. At least the sprinkler system works again.
As I hobbled around, I hurt for Tex. I had considered trying to get a job like that, I used to like that kind of thing. Clearly I could not handle it.
Tuesday salutations, Wheelizens!
TeX --
That’s a hell of a tale; hope you recover rapidly and find a more suitable gig soon without much fuss.
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Maaaaaan…today is the first morning in about six weeks my neck hasn’t hurt (from stress / shoulder hunching); iz nice. That L.A. gig was tough on just about everyone at JimCo. for a number of reasons. But we got through it; I have awesome cow-workers and the foreman is a wonder. (He’s also funny as hell…bet he’s at least five times funnier in Spanish.)
Foreman, while certainly no pushover, is a generally kind person. Which is why it busted me up when he remarked about a particularly annoying busybody, passive-aggressive homeowner, “Myron is a piece of shit.” (In 22 years, I’ve never heard him say that about anyone. And Myron is, in fact, a piece of shit.)
Another large project proposal is being delivered by a property manager to an HOA this evening; we’ll see how that shakes out. If we get it, I believe it’ll be significantly less stressful than the one we just completed. (Yeah -- famous last words…)
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H/T LambiePieK:
Happy [checks calendar] Tuesday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
Fatwa -- I’m glad you’re finally able to relax after that big project. Having a great work crew and great leadership makes all the difference -- just compare your story with TeX’s.
Today is Day 1 of the last week of the leadership academy. This week’s topic is Preventing and Resolving Conflicts -- how timely. The presenters have commented that these five weeks have just flown by, but to me, this has been a long slog. I would have much preferred five days in a conference room to ten half-days that start mid-morning.
Drive by……..
Well… Sleep by:
Gonna rest up for the Big Route tonight.
I’m going to try not to oversleep, because that’s kinda been getting me down…………
Everyone have a wonderful day.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz…………..
Tuesday? Really?
Good morning, Dv8, Fatwa, and Paddy.
Hi dv8, and Sven!
Oversleep? Hmm, I must think on this.
Another brush fire starting up in our area -- that’s 3-4 in the past couple of weeks in the same general location. No winds to speak of -- should be OK.
At some point you’d think all the fuel would be gone. As you said, at least the winds are down.
They haven’t done controlled burns in years out this way -- lot of brush every year.
Looks like it’s been knocked out -- no smoke.
Nice to see you all, gentle Gerbils.
Sven, so sorry to hear about the ongoing problems with your eye. It sounds terrible for even a short time and the ongoing pain would be unthinkable. I feel so lucky I did not have problems.
Fatwa, glad you are recovering. I hope some time with gentle Brenda and the financial rewards will make it seem OK later.
Paddy, the classes sound like an ordeal. I wonder why good teachers are leaving the trade, not.
dv8, I understand about sleeping in. Depression makes me do that and it then feeds the depression.
I fell on June 11th after bringing Elena home from the hospital. I mostly recovered but my right knee was still swollen and painful to touch, sometimes made it hard to sleep. Then this weekend I spent a few hours on my knees bent over, trying to splice an eight lead cable controlling my sprinkler system. My father in law damaged to cable digging up some bushes around the AC unit. I soldered up four pairs of wires but it did not help, so I thought maybe there was another cut somewhere. As I dug along both wires I found there was no cut, it was a loop of wire discarded at some point. Yesterday I found the real cable and sure enough it had several cuts, so I spliced in wires to replace the cut ones. More hours on my knees, I was staggering some and then fell again, on the same knee, at the same place in the garage. It hates me! Not as sore today as I expected but the knee is worse. I need to stop falling. At least the sprinkler system works again.
As I hobbled around, I hurt for Tex. I had considered trying to get a job like that, I used to like that kind of thing. Clearly I could not handle it.
Knee pads, Mac. Good, sturdy ones.
Kamala Harris has a pair she isn’t going to need anymore.
Are you sure? How did she get the VP slot?
If I were Biden, I sure wouldn’t take any open container drinks when she’s around.
Kamala Harris -- no surprise, but I bet it came down to who had the best smelling hair.