Finally, a Friday without scheduled weekend work to interfere. Just some tunes, a cider, and a good book.
One should remember that life is never what we think it is. About to vacation with a bunch of people. Thought it was a small group. But it seems that someone invited a bunch of their friends without asking. So now its a whole lot more and I’m not happy.
I cant even begin to describe the quality of silence around my house right now. The green light pouring in through the windows. The chatter of chimney swifts. The robin nesting in our rose bushes. The wind blowing thru the leaves on the trees.
As I was reading back through these long ago posts, I noticed that I seemed to be complaining a lot about my job. But in a cruel twist of fate, I’m might be loosing that job. About a week ago now, the CIO called us all together for a mandatory in-person meeting to break the news to us. We are going to be out-sourced for the good of the company. We are to write up RFPs about our jobs and see what we are worth on the open market. If we don’t cost too much more that the going market value, we get to keep our jobs. But the kicker is that no matter what they find out, we are going to be completely reorganized and people will loose their jobs. Another kicker is that we were just given awards for world class service… Go figure. The bottom-line always rule in today’s world. People are commodities to be bought and sold. Sigh.
Just had to wonder at the funk I get into every year around my birthday. Then about a week later, the clouds part and sun shines once again. Is it that I am getting older or that I never get a surprise birthday party or that the gifts my SO comes up with are crap? Who knows.. Happy Birthday me. Ick
Ciao
Thoughts of an Old Fart 