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disconnected bits
Oct. 24th, 2007 03:29 pmMy left shoulder tightened up last week while I was hauling SOP packets around, and I can't seem to make it let go. The knot is deep enough in there that even if I could reach the exactly right place to put the Tiger Balm, I don't think it could get to where I need it.
I finally found where Lily has been unintentionally stashing ping-pong balls. I dug three out from under the bottom shelf in the closet yesterday. She keeps losing things in places like that because she's got short legs. (She's built like me; short and thick.) Even if she is somewhat of a trial too bloody early in the morning, she does come and purr like mad at me and act like she hasn't seen me in ages and wind herself around my legs when I get home at night, and that helps.
I have my "monthly" meeting (which hasn't happened in at least five months) with our office and budget manager tomorrow. Usually nothing awful happens at these meetings, but I dread them anyway. I don't have anything much to do with the faculty development and financial side of OFA, and if somebody's going to tell me I'm doing something wrong, I'd rather it be my boss, with whom I work directly. I hate second-hand "by the way, J says you've been doing X; we'd rather you didn't do that". I know I've been less patient than I might be with one of my coworkers and with the database design process lately, and I'm not proud of that.
Sigh. At least it'll be over with for another month or so after tomorrow.
I finally found where Lily has been unintentionally stashing ping-pong balls. I dug three out from under the bottom shelf in the closet yesterday. She keeps losing things in places like that because she's got short legs. (She's built like me; short and thick.) Even if she is somewhat of a trial too bloody early in the morning, she does come and purr like mad at me and act like she hasn't seen me in ages and wind herself around my legs when I get home at night, and that helps.
I have my "monthly" meeting (which hasn't happened in at least five months) with our office and budget manager tomorrow. Usually nothing awful happens at these meetings, but I dread them anyway. I don't have anything much to do with the faculty development and financial side of OFA, and if somebody's going to tell me I'm doing something wrong, I'd rather it be my boss, with whom I work directly. I hate second-hand "by the way, J says you've been doing X; we'd rather you didn't do that". I know I've been less patient than I might be with one of my coworkers and with the database design process lately, and I'm not proud of that.
Sigh. At least it'll be over with for another month or so after tomorrow.
