Soup’s On.
That tears it. I am quite a technophobe, so this blogging thing is a good step for me to have taken. Today’s affirmative action on the technology front was to set up my new printer. Unfortunately, the printer gods hate me and the printer is insisting that it has no yellow, cyan or magenta ink cartridges installed. Lies, all lies. They have been put in and taken out a dozen times now. I have tried everything that the manual and I can think of. Still, no such luck.
What the heck, who needs a printer these days anyway. Damnable thing.
My new mouse and keyboard are behaving quite well and have cooperated with every request that I have made of them.
Upon my arrival home from the office today I witnessed quite an interesting sight. An Amish man was standing in a very large, flat wagon driving a pair of large horses at a frighteningly rapid pace down the road. The man had nothing to keep him from being flung to and fro as they trotted down the road. Nothing at all to hold onto except a pair of reins connecting him to each of the horses, which move along with the horse’s extension and compression within the gait. I am not brave enough to even watch this comfortably.
Actually, I have been back at work in an outside office for three weeks now (I had worked at this facility previously, on a temporary basis while working on my business plan for the farm).
Work is so interesting, not necessarily in and of itself but due to the myriad interpersonal dramas that I witness and sometimes take part in each day.
My contribution to the chaos that is office life has been bringing in CD’s to share with my friends upstairs in the Quality Lab. They have been introduced to They Might Be Giants (Jeff accompanied us to their concert a couple of weeks ago and actually liked them, irreverence and all). After being talked into seeing Sunspot with me last weekend (I sang along with almost every song - sorry guys and Wendy, but I like the intensity, realism and intelligence within your lyrics and can relate almost too well not to sing) quiet little Ann actually asked me to purchase a couple of CD’s for her which have made their new home in the office, in addition to my complete set of Sunspot’s available works. No more sharing Loser of the Year for us! Of course, in the front office I do have to keep the noise level down a bit and keep a watchful eye for anyone who might be offended by some of the language, but in the lab we rock the afternoons away!
My office mate thinks that I listen to weird music… clearly she has no idea the sort of person that I am. I prefer to think my tastes eclectic. What is wrong with Sarah Brightman followed by a Sunspot chaser? Honestly. The local radio stations would have me sleeping in my coffee or simply losing brain cells as the day progresses, hardly worth the risk with the investment I have made in my education.
I am tired of being good lately. Of course, I say this as a relatively reserved and responsible adult rather than a new sort of risk-taker, but this newly found attitude has led me to taking long lunches with Dan, Jeff and Ann at work nearly every day. It has also reawakened my desire to play spider solitaire and visit my facebook page late at night when I can’t sleep. At the Sunspot show over the weekend I actually spoke to strangers. The gist is that I have been complacent for too long, letting myself believe that a life lived at home with nearly no social outlet was acceptable. It is not. I love the dogs, cats and horses but they are not the type of conversationalists I would hope for in my companions.
Being cooped up and just dealing with life is over. Look out Wausau. I am going out to lunch!
Stacey Derbinshire said:
I found your blog on google and read a few of your other posts. I just added you to my Google News Reader. Keep up the good work. Look forward to reading more from you in the future.
Stacey Derbinshire
March 11th, 2008 at 4:28 pm #