End of frenetic work week

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My office is tiny. At one point years ago there was talk of “foot-printing” the office which meant reducing staff to a size where one or two workers would accept applications and forward to a parent office in Aberdeen.

Never happened thanks to reality checks and timely political intervention. However, staff continually reduced and our actual size is less than “foot-print.” More like “toe-print” as my wife likes to say.

Last week, my first week back from vacation has been a buzzing nightmare. Complicated by receptionist on vacation and leadworker’s need to replace receptionist which moves me up the list to leadworker’s backup receptionist. I work reception during leadworker’s breaks and lunch hour.

Twas the wrong week. I never fully brought the vacation backlog up to currency, was constantly flooded with scheduled and unscheduled but unavoidable client interviews.

I’ll be playing catch-up for another week or so. Makes me feel very reluctant to take any vacation at all – rather, spread time out to 3 or 4-day weekends as an alternative.

Seriously …

Deersong’s husband

Post Vacation – Monday: Back to work – Tuesday; facing the backlog

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Moody morning but off to work on time. Within 15 minutes of arrival and I feel like I lost 9 days of rest to 5 minutes of a familiar grind.

Busy all day and facing the worst fall-behind in the past 2-3 years of vacations where staff kept my stuff quite current.

Interviews were all rough in the sense of hard to use humor around the seriouness of illness, job loss and psycho-drama. In all this I need to figure out a way to work through another 6 years before eligibility to retire – or figure a way to replace the income with a job less emotionally draining.

Working on it.

Home to wife and companion … a blessed return from work.

Tuesday – backlog; The reason why I take only a week’s vacation at a time is because even after a week, when I return I’m swamped with backlog. Office severely understaffed and unable to cover each other’s caseloads completely.

I’ll be playing catch up and treading water on current events for two weeks until it stablizes.

Come home ready to be home.

Deersong’s husband

Friday the 13th. Devil shows up at our house

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So we;’ve been busy every morning of my vacation chasing our internet priorities and the afternoons continuing or working around the house or yard.

I’m an older guy now flying around the hive trying to find the place where I want to fit in, where I want to make and store honey, and where I want to help make a more attractive and livable hive. Still haven’t totally discovered what that is so I live in a constant frustation – exacerbated by weariness in employment and longing for the day I can retire.

My job is mentally and emotionally draining every day. My Sweetie says average career doing that one duty before needing to transfer to other duties is 7 years. I’m closing in on 14 years at it. Can’t transfer cause nowhere in the office to transfer. Don’t want promotions cause I’d end up promoting and monitoring the very poison I drink now.

So I’m cranky at home, flail about sometimes emotionally and smack my Sweetie on her emotional nose – which makes us both uncomfortable. Today I lost my temper and whew had a discussion that was long overdue. Wouldn’t you know it would be on Friday the 13th?

She gave me insights witthout ultimatums and they hit me like a splash of cold water on a sleeper or a blast of extremely strong coffee on a drunk. “Thanks! I needed that!” wake up call. Like I was hypnotized and when she snapped her fingers verbally, I woke up.

New perspective on an old perspective that served us well when courting and early marriage.

Karl and Eve, our across-the-street neighbors arrived from Seattle Thu night. After going to town for groceries, we went to their studio and visited for a couple of hours while Karl made the report and showed us his album from his recent trip to France and Britain where Eve joined him.

Then home to unload groceries.
Worked on my NBA fantasy which we both agree keeps my mind healthy with it’s heavy demand on mental agility, math and imagination.
Watched Bill Maher, ate some supper, finally wearied out around 10:30. We fell asleep in bed less than ten minutes into the evening news.

Deersong’s husband