Jury Duty Tomorrow?

We’ve lived in our house (and Anoka County) for a long damn time.  I finally got a summons for Jury Duty last month.  My “commitment” started today but I didn’t have to report.  Well, that may be changing tomorrow.  I called in just after 4:30 and the message stated I may be required to show up tomorrow afternoon for orientation. But I won’t know until 10:30.

Now I get that this process is much better than it used to be. I don’t have to just go sit there until they decide they do or don’t need me…  but I only have a 15 minute window tomorrow to call and if I have to report, I need to be there by 12:15 I believe.  So, what, people don’t eat lunch when they serve on juries???

I’ll be working from home in the morning to make getting to the courthouse easier if I have to show up in the afternoon.  I’m guessing I’ll have to show up there in the next two days either way…


Oh yeah, this happened

I don’t think people leave jobs because they don’t like the work. They leave jobs because people in management positions do things that cause extreme frustration and those same people just brush off the frustration.  Case in point:

I knew my cube was going to be cut in half… only because I happened to run into the person from Facilities speaking with our Admin (and noticed she had a blueprint in her hand).  On Tuesday of the previous week I was informed by the new guy that shares a wall with me that they were going to be cutting my cube in half soon.  The very next day (while I was working from home) I got a call from James, who shares the other wall with me, informing me they were doing the work the next day starting at 8:30 a.m.  At no time had I actually been approached or notified of this work directly.  So the next morning I raced around clearing out my cube before 8:30 a.m. Only to have my former boss put a stop to the work TEN MINUTES before they were supposed to start.  Not only was this a huge issue for me since I spent most of the previous hour cleaning up and packing up, but the other two guys worked from home and made other arrangements for their laptops to remain plugged in somewhere since the power to all three cubes was supposed to be shut off.  And what was Bossman’s response to this?  He said – and I quote – “we’ll just roll with it”.  Um, yeah, who’s going to do that then?

Not that it will do any good, but in protest I left pretty much everything packed and brought it home.  I’m not being a big baby over one thing… this was kind of the last straw in a long line of annoying things that have just been passed off as being unimportant.  I’m so done…

And the reason the work was stopped?  Because another team is moving off the floor so there will be plenty of cubes available in a couple of weeks.  So I’m going to be moving again soon.  At least this time my few personal items will fit into my purse!

I have trouble believing in things just because others do…

I tend to read a lot of books. My Kindle has hundreds of books in it. I’ve read a lot of them…  I’m currently reading a book called “Climate of Corruption” by Larry Bell.  It’s about Global Warming/Climate Change – and what a scam it is.  Before this book, I read “The Creature from Jekyll Island” which is about the Federal Reserve.

So, what’s my point here? My point is that I do my research. If someone told me the moon was made of green cheese, I wouldn’t just believe them. I would read books about the moon, I would research the moon on the internet. I would look at both sides of the issue and make an informed decision.

Why don’t more people question things that seem preposterous?  I certainly would…

Sundays are pretty much all about food…

My favorite things about Sundays are sleeping in, and Mike making breakfast. Sometimes I try to do my part by making a late lunch/early dinner.  Today is was a variation of Pioneer Woman’s shredded pork. She uses something spicy in hers. If you’ve known me for more than 5 minutes, you know ketchup is a little over the top for me…

So I skipped the chipotle peppers in adobo sauce, but I followed most of the rest of her recipe, found here:


We made soft tacos and had rice to go with it.

I’m fairly creative when it comes to cooking… meaning I will try stuff and adjust recipes. Sometimes it works and sometimes, well, not so much. Today I did something so simple it was shocking and I feel like an idiot for not realizing this years ago.  I made rice-in-a-bag (because that’s what I had on hand), but I wanted Spanish rice. So, I added half a jar of salsa to the cooked rice. DUH – instant Spanish Rice! And none of the chemical powder!  No pictures of that, because I didn’t think of it at the time… and now it’s mostly gone.  LOL.

Inadvertent Snow Day?

I took the day off. It was either that or end up in jail. Because I was contemplating doing away with some people at work. Pretty sure that’s a violation of at least one rule.

I had planned to sleep in and then go to lunch with Mike, Gary, Scott and Dennis.

Then this happened:

And Mike had to go to work. And he got stuck at the end of the street.  He came back home to get me and the shovel. Luckily (for me) Dennis showed up at about that time to plow our driveway (I LOVE YOU, Dennis!). I sent him to the end of the street to dig Mike out and went back to bed. Okay, not really…  although I am sitting in bed as I type this. I was dressed and awake so I made myself coffee, put my out-of-office on my work email, and turned on the ID channel. I don’t plan to move from this spot except to refresh my coffee. The end.

Sick again…

I can’t decide if I’ve still got the same crud I’ve had since the beginning of January or if this is something new.  I ended up working from home the past two days. And why didn’t I just call in sick to work you’re probably asking yourself (my imaginary readers)…  well, that would be because someone decided we will absolutely roll out a new application this weekend.  In spite of  pretty much the whole team expressing concerns.

At least Mike is going to get my Dad’s groceries for me.  Because, yeah, have to work Saturday, too.

The end of an era… sort of

No, I’m not making a reference to Whitney Houston.  It’s sad that another talented person died too soon. But that’s not at all what this post is about.

Mike isn’t working Saturday afternoons anymore.  Yeah, kind of a let-down after that opening, huh?

He’s been working a split shift on Saturday for years.  Which means I plan all my errands around his being gone.  Now he’s THERE.  It’s kind of weird…  Yesterday he went with me to get groceries. I plan my Saturdays around his nap time.  What the heck am I supposed to do now???

I’m not complaining about having him home.  I just need some adjustment time! Now he’s going to realize I actually spend Saturday afternoon in my chair watching ID. I may actually have to do a load of laundry or something. Dang it…

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