Tuesday

I was emailing a friend today and it reminded me of "putter." Arguably one of the best words in the world (Although not the best. "Pursuant" continues to reign supreme in that category.) I love to putter. I love the poke-along feeling the word has. The impression of doing, but not breaking a sweat. The implication of fun.

I was puttering away at my work today (I should be working on the newsletter, but the files due on my desk by end of day Monday or 8:00 a.m. on Tuesday, without fail, have yet to materialize) and my phone rang.

Bernie! Long time no talk! How's it going? Yes, I like my new job! It's a ten-minute commute from my place, instead of a 70-minute commute! (Whispering: And my new boss is not a crazy.)

It's the first time he's called me since She left. Sounds like his new person is digging in and learning what needs to be learned. (I doubt that She was of much use in training. Anything She didn't grasp in ten seconds the first time I explained it to Her, She never bothered to learn.)

Anyhow, Bernie did want a favor. A client is trying to do a very complicated thing and Bernie wanted to know if we could teach them how or we'd have to tell them that if they want that done, we have to do it. (That "we" is hard to break.)

It's a thing I don't think I ever did when he was paying me for my brains, so I'll have to go home tonight, read through that product manual, and decide just how weird and complicated it's going to be.

Wednesday

I didn't get that posted, so today you're getting bonus blogging!

By the time I got to "How it works" in #2? I knew what I should have been doing with my life! I mean, who knew that talking before you think is an important skill? But it's definitely one I have.

And I entirely want a guerilla garden. I mean, I've thought about doing that for years. Who knew it was a Thing, with a name and all?

Friday

And now the work week is almost over. I spent 9 hours running and summarizing reports to convince people whose programs are running well that their programs are--wait for it--running well.

I'd bitch about the time wasted, but honesty compels me to admit that time spent puttering around in spreadsheets, generating charts, cross-referencing, and writing incomprehensible summaries, is more like kindergarten play time than actual work.

Today's weather is wet and gray and cool.

Right now, it's about 65--at my desk, not outdoors. Boy, when these people fix the A/C, they fix the A/C!