Thursdays are always a disaster here. Pat didn’t get to go to Cub Scouts because he didn’t get his uniform on until well after it was time to leave. He’s 7 years old - he doesn’t need help to put his pants and shirt on!
I have to go put my feet up now. It’s raining here.
Ash did not like her bath, but she smell much better. Shannon has been out in the back yard, piddling everywhere Ash has gone, but the rain will take care of that problem.
My dog hates baths too. She’s small(40 pounds) but giving her a bath is always an adventure.
I'm still evaluating this Thursday. Some good: I wound up earlier this week trying to initiate a discussion of a huge and high-profile overseas project for which our products are being bid -- today I *finally* got all the parties who need to be talking, talking. Now I can bow out; the only reason I was "in" was that the overseas guy knew nobody here but me. (We've known each other since 2003 and we discussed this project during a recent meeting.)
And later I was "invited" to a company "leadership team" retreat next month. A little worried about that -- it smacks a little of "corporate ladder" and that's definitely NOT where I want to be! Off the org chart and "expert in this, that and the other" (i.e. irreplaceable) is where I need to be.
Then again I learned today that my role model in "expert in this, that and the other" (i.e. irreplaceable) --from *before* I began my career-- was just laid off. But I bet he'll be snatched up by the competition in short order.
Unknown: the state bill I want killed doesn't seem to be dead yet. Somebody is trying to kill it though; LoM laughed when I told her this evening it now has a fiscal note attached. But the note shows zero state cost and little local cost, so it doesn't do much.
What a day! I am wiped.