Pawprints From Space

One needs to set limits. On the time one spends doing stuff (who needs to clean every seam in the floor with a toothbrush after all?), on the effort put into things that don't really matter in the grand scheme of things (if there is a grand scheme but that's a whole other topic), and on the way work intrudes into what passes for a life. You know, I've said it before I don't really have a life thanks to work and well, work. But it has gotten out of hand. Working from home does not mean that folks can call me 24/7 or drop by outside of office hours to discuss well, work. And yet they do. Most will tell you that I am high-strung, intense, even fierce in my emotions. Everything is right there, what you see is what you get. So as you might imagine I am all tied up in knots since I spent a full 8 hour day yesterday at a training session and then have spent a huge chunk of today dealing with the fallout because somebody didn't like something they heard at the thing. This i...

While the rest of the county had "snow days" yesterday and today we who work from home are not so lucky. The phones still need to be answered, email replied to and whatever else you can manage to get accomplished when you can't get out of the driveway. Oh yeah, and shoveling said driveway. Can't snuggle up with a good book and ignore the phone and emails. When your office is in your home you can never get away from it. I don't know about you but I had had enough of the media hoopla surrounding Ms. Smith following the birth of the baby and the death of her son. The poor thing led her life in the tabloid press. Leave the woman alone. No one gave her any peace to grieve her son or rejoyce in her daughter. Now she's gone. Sure it was a weird life, she was someone who was famous for being famous and not for any real talent or achievement - unless you can call knowing where the cameras are at all times a talent. But enough already. The vultures are circling, the bab...

When you workfor a service organization that depends on volunteers for its daily ability to function you are going to have a lot of headaches, experience a high level of burnout and come to understand why some species really do kill their young. When you're in graduate school you are also going to have headaches, come in contact with people who could not evenly remotely function in the real world and come to understand why there is such a thing as justifiable homicide. I am trying to survive both. At the moment... I am losing the battle, considering quitting the job and buying a gun. To quote one of my favorite songs: Send lawyers guns and money the s**t has hit the fan