Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
I’m a slob. I don’t make a secret of it and am not proud of it. Due to physical limitations I have to ration my spoons, so when I have to get up to toss something or to clean up in general… I make it count. One trip for everything, much as humanly possible. Which…
Since my overtime-laden project evaporated, I’ve moved to Quality Control. I read people’s notes and listen to calls all day long. And sometimes weep. Sometimes, I weep all day. We’re operating a business. Some of our employees are bilingual and I can sort of give them a pass. Anyone who can converse on the phone…
Fair warning: this entry is a one-woman brainstorming session. If y’all are bored and tune out I’m not offended. The fog picture is a two-pronged thing. One, fog in the desert is extroardinarily rare, and we were tickled to get photos during one of those moments. The second is brain fog lately. So much to…