All's well that ends well, and I am awful glad Brady's misadventure ended well. I'm surprised Brady doesn't like baths, just as I was surprised that our cat, and Naomi's as well, tolerated baths when we judged it necessary. (That's once each.)
listener--my psychic powers aren't up to spying on your garage door opener from three thousand miles away, but I wonder from what you said if the garage door opener might have a problem ours has had. If it is the sectional type that rolls up rather than the single one that tilts up, maybe the tracks and wheels need to be lubricated. That's necessary every few years, and can have an amazing effect.
Hey, good sleuthing, puddle! My mother's paternal ancestors arrived in Philadelphia from Germany and set out overland for York (before it was named Toronto). They were robbed by bandits and saved by Indians. Where it happened was not passed down, but they might not have been any too clear about it at the time, being in an unknown wilderness as they were.
Made progress with pruning the roses today. Also made a lot of progress with cleaning up my consulting work, which wasn't in such bad shape as I had feared. Continuing with the paperwork for our mortgage re-fi; all seems well. Naomi reports considerable problems with assimilating so many new hires at her computer game company during pre-Xmas crunch time, but she got her new drawing tablet upstairs OK with the help of a neighbor.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79SdxuA1WjY
She's considering whether or not she should get an accessory desk to accommodate it. Dad said he'd help her with it if she decided she needed one.
So, apparently there won't be any classes for me to teach next quarter. So, I've got a crapload of work to do this week, because it's finals week, but I also have the nagging thought in the back of my head that I need to be doing something about looking for work.
Been trying since I got up the second time (Beau got me up at six, lol! and then back to bed) to reach Dayna, the appt. girl. Keep getting the satellite, drat.
Two counties in WV named for my many greats uncle Logan of the Mingos. Logan county and Mingo county. There's another statue made out of coal ~~ http://www.tweak.net.au/pics2/2004/Nov/mingo/pichtml/web_crw_7753_jfr.html
Well, I have an appt.! With the head of Thoracic Surgery at UVA, (screw Digestive Health, lol! -- who don't get back, don't call back, and whom you can't reach on the phone). I've noticed at my support group that the surgeons tend to act a whole helluva lot faster than the GIs. And actually *like* talking to their patients, as opposed to the GIs. Be interesting to see psychological breakdowns between the two groups. Next Tuesday at 8 a.m. Another five o'clock rise.
So grateful tonight for my dear and beloved friend Margaret, like a mother to me, who died last evening nearly 98 years wise. She is ever in my heart, and I feel deep peace at her gentle passing. ♥
We visited her in late September (in Rhode Island, as she'd moved to be near family), and I'm so glad we did. No longer able to write, hear well (no talking on the phone) or even see past a couple of feet, while we were with her she said she was mystified why so many people seem to love her. After that wrote her a number of letters in which I told her I'd thought of another reason I love her, and elaborated on it. The latest was sent just last week. I'm heartglad that I did that!!
You're entitled to complain. Or at least fret. It's been some time since I looked for a job, as distinct from looking for (freelance) work, but I can remember fretting about it. Feeling I needed to look for freelance work was a bit of a fret, too, although I confess I was never as agressive about it as someone in business for hemself should be.
I *vaguely* remember hearing something about that, once upon a time, but don't know much. I think I recall needing some sort of license?
I would just like to have an *income* right now. I've pondered the idea of some sort of "seasonal" employment, but as far as I know, that pretty much involves cashiering. Which I just can't/won't do.
Did find other colleges that had openings for adjuncts. But it involves getting my resume together. Yuck.
Right now, I'm just in no mood to do *anything*. Kind of counterproductive, I guess. Maybe if this rain ever stops, that will help. (The house behind ours now has a "lake" for a yard.)
Sooo glad to hear you have an appointment!!! Being first of the day is really a good thing, as everyone is at their best (excepting maybe you! Ha!) and there haven't been delays yet.
Thanks, puddle. I'm going to miss her terribly, and the reality that she's gone is just beginning to really settle in on me. But I am still more grateful for having had her in my life than I am for not having her going forward. Truly, she'll always be in my life.
Funny thing, is I finally realized that this was NOT the one she was trying to set up, which was with the Digestive Center. This is with the actual surgeon. But when she asked me to follow up, she didn't have an 800 number. When I found one, and told them why I wanted to talk, Millie (Dr. Jones assistant) was the one I got. So she's requesting tests, and records and whatnot (which they already sent to the Digestive Center, and which hasn't been responded to). So I'm just going to play dumb and GO. Feeling like I should have done this a month ago.
Yeah, Mah*Sweetie dislikes the self-sell part too. And he's putting his resume out there as well, so I hear ya, I really do. The thing is, the both of you *ARE* worth hiring, and it goes against our Puritan heritage to speak well of ourselves, and becomes rather painful after a series of rejection messages. But stop and consider that you are a person of integrity and that's precious! Moreover, you have skills and you're willing to offer them for reasonable compensation. There are some students out there who actually need you. Do it first for your own well being, but also for theirs. Feel free to come by and vent and have a good funk. We're here.
Howard Dean and our ancestors are First!
ReplyDeleteAll's well that ends well, and I am awful glad Brady's misadventure ended well. I'm surprised Brady doesn't like baths, just as I was surprised that our cat, and Naomi's as well, tolerated baths when we judged it necessary. (That's once each.)
ReplyDeletelistener--my psychic powers aren't up to spying on your garage door opener from three thousand miles away, but I wonder from what you said if the garage door opener might have a problem ours has had. If it is the sectional type that rolls up rather than the single one that tilts up, maybe the tracks and wheels need to be lubricated. That's necessary every few years, and can have an amazing effect.
Hey, good sleuthing, puddle! My mother's paternal ancestors arrived in Philadelphia from Germany and set out overland for York (before it was named Toronto). They were robbed by bandits and saved by Indians. Where it happened was not passed down, but they might not have been any too clear about it at the time, being in an unknown wilderness as they were.
Made progress with pruning the roses today. Also made a lot of progress with cleaning up my consulting work, which wasn't in such bad shape as I had feared. Continuing with the paperwork for our mortgage re-fi; all seems well. Naomi reports considerable problems with assimilating so many new hires at her computer game company during pre-Xmas crunch time, but she got her new drawing tablet upstairs OK with the help of a neighbor.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79SdxuA1WjY
She's considering whether or not she should get an accessory desk to accommodate it. Dad said he'd help her with it if she decided she needed one.
TTFN
Help her physically get upstairs and assembled, that is.
ReplyDeleteSo, apparently there won't be any classes for me to teach next quarter. So, I've got a crapload of work to do this week, because it's finals week, but I also have the nagging thought in the back of my head that I need to be doing something about looking for work.
ReplyDeleteJust needed to complain a bit.
Been trying since I got up the second time (Beau got me up at six, lol! and then back to bed) to reach Dayna, the appt. girl. Keep getting the satellite, drat.
ReplyDeleteTwo counties in WV named for my many greats uncle Logan of the Mingos. Logan county and Mingo county. There's another statue made out of coal ~~ http://www.tweak.net.au/pics2/2004/Nov/mingo/pichtml/web_crw_7753_jfr.html
Well, I have an appt.! With the head of Thoracic Surgery at UVA, (screw Digestive Health, lol! -- who don't get back, don't call back, and whom you can't reach on the phone). I've noticed at my support group that the surgeons tend to act a whole helluva lot faster than the GIs. And actually *like* talking to their patients, as opposed to the GIs. Be interesting to see psychological breakdowns between the two groups. Next Tuesday at 8 a.m. Another five o'clock rise.
ReplyDeleteSo grateful tonight for my dear and beloved friend Margaret, like a mother to me, who died last evening nearly 98 years wise. She is ever in my heart, and I feel deep peace at her gentle passing. ♥
ReplyDeleteWe visited her in late September (in Rhode Island, as she'd moved to be near family), and I'm so glad we did. No longer able to write, hear well (no talking on the phone) or even see past a couple of feet, while we were with her she said she was mystified why so many people seem to love her. After that wrote her a number of letters in which I told her I'd thought of another reason I love her, and elaborated on it. The latest was sent just last week. I'm heartglad that I did that!!
ReplyDeleteGreat News!! Now let's hope everything from here on goes smoothly, quickly, and successfully.
ReplyDeleteYou have the gladest heart I know. Comfort on your friend's passing. ♥
ReplyDeleteYou're entitled to complain. Or at least fret. It's been some time since I looked for a job, as distinct from looking for (freelance) work, but I can remember fretting about it. Feeling I needed to look for freelance work was a bit of a fret, too, although I confess I was never as agressive about it as someone in business for hemself should be.
ReplyDeleteAh, Renee, so sorry. May be that it's time to get away from that place? Not that finding new places is all that easy, but good vibes coming your way.
ReplyDeleteWhat about life style coach?
ReplyDeleteI *vaguely* remember hearing something about that, once upon a time, but don't know much. I think I recall needing some sort of license?
ReplyDeleteI would just like to have an *income* right now. I've pondered the idea of some sort of "seasonal" employment, but as far as I know, that pretty much involves cashiering. Which I just can't/won't do.
Did find other colleges that had openings for adjuncts. But it involves getting my resume together. Yuck.
Right now, I'm just in no mood to do *anything*. Kind of counterproductive, I guess. Maybe if this rain ever stops, that will help. (The house behind ours now has a "lake" for a yard.)
Alan, I hear you. We've tried that, but it's beyond even my handy electrical engineer husband's powers. :-) We just live with it.
ReplyDeleteWhat's the worst part about getting your resume together? Do the part you're dreading most first of all, then the rest will seem easy. ♥
ReplyDeleteSooo glad to hear you have an appointment!!! Being first of the day is really a good thing, as everyone is at their best (excepting maybe you! Ha!) and there haven't been delays yet.
ReplyDeleteThanks, puddle. I'm going to miss her terribly, and the reality that she's gone is just beginning to really settle in on me. But I am still more grateful for having had her in my life than I am for not having her going forward. Truly, she'll always be in my life.
ReplyDeleteTroo dat! The ones who change us are with us forever.
ReplyDeleteFunny thing, is I finally realized that this was NOT the one she was trying to set up, which was with the Digestive Center. This is with the actual surgeon. But when she asked me to follow up, she didn't have an 800 number. When I found one, and told them why I wanted to talk, Millie (Dr. Jones assistant) was the one I got. So she's requesting tests, and records and whatnot (which they already sent to the Digestive Center, and which hasn't been responded to). So I'm just going to play dumb and GO. Feeling like I should have done this a month ago.
ReplyDeleteYou can always get a copy of your records and hand carry them.
ReplyDeleteThe part where I have to make myself sound worth hiring.
ReplyDeleteI need to stop talking now. I seem to be in something of a funk.
Yeah, Mah*Sweetie dislikes the self-sell part too. And he's putting his resume out there as well, so I hear ya, I really do. The thing is, the both of you *ARE* worth hiring, and it goes against our Puritan heritage to speak well of ourselves, and becomes rather painful after a series of rejection messages. But stop and consider that you are a person of integrity and that's precious! Moreover, you have skills and you're willing to offer them for reasonable compensation. There are some students out there who actually need you. Do it first for your own well being, but also for theirs. Feel free to come by and vent and have a good funk. We're here.
ReplyDeleteExcellent!!
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