On Thursday I had the opportunity to pick up Beth early. I was leaving work at 2:30, thanks to a long day in court on Wednesday. Customarily, when I pick up Beth early it means that we are going to do something other than just go home. So when we got to the parking lot outside Beth’s school I asked the question, “what do you want to do now Beth?” “I want to go to the park…
I was angry. I was working on my second case of the morning and things were not going well. But I don’t want to talk about that. Lets just say that it was about as frustrated as I’ve been on the job. What I want to talk about is my coworkers. Today was further proof that the folks I work with are a special bunch. Any time I’ve been down about work or down on myself about work, my…
At times Cheryl will tell you, with no small amount of frustration in her voice, that Beth is definitely my daughter. I lie here on Tuesday evening, finishing this entry with Beth at my side. She is busy with children’s television. I’m busy with one of my hobbies. We are both sitting mostly quiet, absorbed in our activity. But we are together, offering the occasional reminder that we…
There is a guy at my office that has been given the opportunity to have his own office. To this point in his career, he has almost exclusively shared an office with someone. He has confided that he thinks he may prefer sharing an office to working solo. This isn’t just talk. He’s been offered his own office on several occasions and every time he has turned it down. Now, everyone in his…
We did not spend Independence Day doing any of the traditional things. There was no cook out, there was no fireworks. However, on Saturday evening we headed out to Bush Gardens and caught the last night of their holiday fireworks. It was a little late, but still a lot of fun. Beth had reason to be thankful on that night, she got to go to the park with her new friend Cory from down the street. It…
Well, we finally put that baby to bed! I can now say that the floor is mostly done. You may think that being mostly done is a dubious accomplishment, but it is significant. We can now reclaim all of our space as living space (as opposed to construction space). Most of the furniture has been recovered from the spare room. The doors have returned to their proper place in the doorways. We can walk…
Yes, I’m going to talk about Pergo again. Our Independence Day weekend was filled with work, flooring work. Wednesday night we pulled up the carpet. Thursday we pulled up the tack strips and put down floor planks. Friday we put down floor planks. Saturday we finished off some molding and moved back into our living room. Sunday we hung closet doors and collapsed. I’m afraid it does not…
The floor situation is unchanged. Cheryl’s patience is not.
Weekend? What weekend?
I’m two days into the work week, and I can’t immediately recall what I did this weekend. It has been that kind of week (so far). The good news is it’s almost over. Thursday is a holiday and I’m taking Friday off. Woo hoo! The bad news? Do you remember what I said about the Pergo? Well…
The volume of rain we have been getting has been approaching ridiculous levels. We went about six months with virtually no rain, and then this last week or so we get about a year’s worth all at once. Although we need the rain, it pains me to see so much of it fall all at once. It’s all going to waste. I stand outside on my front porch and watch a river of fresh water rushing off to the…