SoCS: Another Left Turn

The way I travel to work is filled with lines and blue skies and an airport fence. It’s straightness follows a curve, a detoured right turn, a left turn, then up a hill. Past houses both small and hugely expensive, past groves of green and yellow trees, past a trail crossing. Another left turn. Driveways on the left, a narrow road, the foliage of green weighs heavy on a barrier fence. Almost there and then I stop. The light isRead more

Pen Thievery

“It is better to offer no excuse than a bad one.” ~George Washington~ I cannot tell a lie. I must offer a confession. A pen and pencil thief am I. I’m not sure how it happened. Was it consciously or did an inner darkness find its way to my soul? I cannot tell you when this started, but pen thievery has been in my blood for a number of years. It may have started with a work pen that inadvertentlyRead more

Ten Cent Words

Early one morning at work… A co-worker and I were discussing why one of our Supervisors had reserved the conference room. Actually, it was more like guessing. When the conference room is reserved, the purpose of its use is not always clear. Sometimes the room is only reserved by name and the time period due to confidentiality – personnel issues, interviews, etc. We were wondering if it was a confidential thing, a meeting, or something else. Given our similar senseRead more

Scrunching. Gaping.

“Are you catching flies or what?” ~Pauline~ When I was young, I heard this line on occasion from my mother. It usually happened while intently watching a favorite cartoon or TV program. I couldn’t help myself. My big teeth and overbite kept getting in the way of always keeping my mouth closed. It still does. I catch myself doing it at work while intently watching an Excel spreadsheet, and also scrunching my face so I can see better with theRead more

The Stream of Whatever

One thousand, five hundred and sixty-five. That’s how many blog-related emails were waiting in Outlook on May 5th. The Fourth could no longer be with me or help. I deleted them all. Yes, I did that. There’s no way I could attend to one thousand, five hundred and sixty-five emails. Sorry blogger buddies, don’t take this personally. I’ve been gone Monday through Thursday the last two weeks. The weekends have flown by. I’ve been packing, unpacking, doing laundry, re-packing, eatingRead more

SoCS: Lips and Gremlins

It’s been one of those weeks. Blipping tiring and frustrating. Mostly work related with a bit of messed-up weather. The Elevator Story I was out of town for a couple days this week, at a business meeting in Madison. One of my peers had been bemoaning the fact that “the gremlins” were after her all day Monday. Anything that could go wrong, went wrong. I sat next to her during the Tuesday portion of the meeting. At about 4:00 pm,Read more

The Working Girl’s Purse

The last “mom” post was in August, when she turned 99. Not much has happened since, other than she keeps eating, drinking coffee and taking lots of naps. She’s having a hard time holding her head up as this is one of the effects of dementia – her brain is forgetting to tell her body what to do. When I visit, I never know if she is going to be alert or have a sleepy day. The most recent visitRead more

SoCS: Lots of Means, No Ways

I haven’t blogged since October 31st. That means I might have been a little busy. With other things. Like a Risk Management Conference in Madison on the first two days in November. This means that I was able to fill my bag with goodies from the vendor booths, like pads of paper and post-it notes, pens, chip clips, squeezie penguins, more pens, tote bags, highlighters, little plastic calendars, and leftover Halloween treats. Scratch that last one. Being on a part-Keto,Read more

The State of Confidence

Some days I have it…confidence. I’m confident in the ability to complete work assignments, to have fun on a bike ride, to serve the members of my church, to write a blog post, to be a good friend, to make a mean bowl of jambalaya, to eat a daily dose of dark chocolate, to love people and the cats, to take care of mom and my own health, to act silly, to parallel park, to enjoy nature, to be aRead more

SoCS: The Organ of it All

Organ. Hmmmmm… Linda G. Hill requests I use the word organ in my post. I wonder if she smelled Natasha’s chicken livers cooking the other night. I hate liver, an organ meat. I know this because I keep trying liver and it continues to taste disgusting. I will eat chicken hearts and gizzards, but liver? No. I’ll stick with my bacon and organic chicken eggs. In other news, I’m officially on vacation. I left the organization that delivers my paycheck atRead more

Who Can You Trust?

Monday afternoon was quite manic at work. Too much going on, all at once. The day started out great, with sunshine and a meeting of peers to discuss how we can make work life better for ourselves and fellow employees…short of retirement or having the winning lottery ticket or adding a wine bar in every office. We had a great discussion and came up with a few notable ideas. Then I drove back to my office and it kind ofRead more

Kindred with the Beaver

A co-worker’s Sarah Boynton desk calendar said it all last week. There are days when I am kindred with the beaver, except I’m usually holding more than two branches. Sometimes I juggle the branches. Sometimes I want to burn the branches. Sometimes I want to throw the branches down and run away. But I’m a public employee who aspires to do her best every day, no matter how many projects they throw at me, and get the job done. IRead more