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felis_lupusSo... this was going to be a lot grumpier. But I have had food, and chocolate chip cookies, and things are better.
It didn't get above 18 degrees today. It was windy. Felt about 3 degrees Fahrenheit (according to the Weather Channel). I was out in it for 7 hours (not straight... there was lunch, and cocoa breaks). It was COLD. We were working our butts off in the cold, still putting plants away. The big loader is now up at the school, with the plow on, and the bobcat is broken, so we are down to the John Deere tractor, which has a tiny bucket. I cannot drive the thing, and I refuse to learn. Doesn't matter, really, because 2 of the 3 of us can. No problem. I can lug and arrange shrubs, and carry forkfuls of mulch, and get my part of the project done while the guys do the parts they can.
Not fast enough, apparently.
Boss calls, after being gone all day, questioning and complaining about how we've been working all day, why aren't you done yet, why are you alone and two people in the greenhouse (because we certainly don't need two people standing around at the top of the hill!), rawr rawr rawr frustrated and taking it out on the nearest available person (me, over the phone). It was a good thing, I think, that he had left by the time we finished up the last round of plants for the day, because I'd have given him a piece of my mind, and it would not have ended well, over a really, really stupid thing.
GAH. It's (for all intents and purposes) THREE DEGREES OUT. Do you REALLY think we are dragging this project out so we can spend MORE time in the sub-freezing arctic blast of air we are currently experiencing? OH, wait, it's going to be warmer tomorrow, that's a good thing, right. WRONG. Tomorrow brings snow, slush, ice, the ever popular "wintry mix", and eventually rain. That's JUST what I want to be moving plants in. And mulch. Because wet mulch is the absolute best. And besides that point, if you wanted it done quicker, let us put the trailer on one of the trucks (FINE. We'll take the sander out. No Problem.), and we'll be able to carry more than FIVE plants at a time. hnnnrrrrggghhh......
Tomorrow we all get to go wrap trees by Sebago Lake. This will be warm and cozy, no doubt. I'm going to be a rebel and do it first thing in the morning, and finish up the moving when we get back. It just makes more sense to me. But it wasn't his idea, so bossman will be cranky again. Separate work and home stresses, we're supposed to. Guess who the worst offender is?
Was all excited when I came home for lunch (I forgot my bread...), too. A note in the door! A package that could not be delivered because I was not home! It's my fuzzy from ebay! Yay! Upon picking up said package from the local USPS, No... 'twas a lovely note from the US Dept. of Fish & Wildlife stating that the fuzzy from ebay was confiscated at the US border (shipped from Canada), because it's in violation of the Endangered Species Act, and *I* failed to declare it. Eh? Not, as it were, my responsibility, I don't think. I'm just the buyer. The seller should have properly declared things, and then maybe I wouldn't have been waiting nearly two months for any sign of this thing (refunds issued, no bad feelings between me and ebayer, but argh.). The fox has been dead for 30 years, I don't think that particular animal is still a threat to the survival of the species... I just wanted a fuzzy to match the bits I bought at Pennsic... I can dispute the claim (papers sent and filed in triplicate, please), which I still may do, and see what happens.
My In-laws are coming tomorrow, I think we're supposed to go out to dinner with them. I'm going to miss fencing practice, probably, unless we move it to Thursday... when I'll miss illumination class. My parents are coming up to see them for lunch on Thursday, and I had to call mom tonight to say "no, please don't come see me at work. It won't be nearly as much fun as you think it will be". If we were actually open, and selling trees and stuff, it would be entirely another matter... I don't know if I'll even be there, let alone in any mood to socialize.
Ok... so that was a little bit grumpy... I think I need some tea.
It didn't get above 18 degrees today. It was windy. Felt about 3 degrees Fahrenheit (according to the Weather Channel). I was out in it for 7 hours (not straight... there was lunch, and cocoa breaks). It was COLD. We were working our butts off in the cold, still putting plants away. The big loader is now up at the school, with the plow on, and the bobcat is broken, so we are down to the John Deere tractor, which has a tiny bucket. I cannot drive the thing, and I refuse to learn. Doesn't matter, really, because 2 of the 3 of us can. No problem. I can lug and arrange shrubs, and carry forkfuls of mulch, and get my part of the project done while the guys do the parts they can.
Not fast enough, apparently.
Boss calls, after being gone all day, questioning and complaining about how we've been working all day, why aren't you done yet, why are you alone and two people in the greenhouse (because we certainly don't need two people standing around at the top of the hill!), rawr rawr rawr frustrated and taking it out on the nearest available person (me, over the phone). It was a good thing, I think, that he had left by the time we finished up the last round of plants for the day, because I'd have given him a piece of my mind, and it would not have ended well, over a really, really stupid thing.
GAH. It's (for all intents and purposes) THREE DEGREES OUT. Do you REALLY think we are dragging this project out so we can spend MORE time in the sub-freezing arctic blast of air we are currently experiencing? OH, wait, it's going to be warmer tomorrow, that's a good thing, right. WRONG. Tomorrow brings snow, slush, ice, the ever popular "wintry mix", and eventually rain. That's JUST what I want to be moving plants in. And mulch. Because wet mulch is the absolute best. And besides that point, if you wanted it done quicker, let us put the trailer on one of the trucks (FINE. We'll take the sander out. No Problem.), and we'll be able to carry more than FIVE plants at a time. hnnnrrrrggghhh......
Tomorrow we all get to go wrap trees by Sebago Lake. This will be warm and cozy, no doubt. I'm going to be a rebel and do it first thing in the morning, and finish up the moving when we get back. It just makes more sense to me. But it wasn't his idea, so bossman will be cranky again. Separate work and home stresses, we're supposed to. Guess who the worst offender is?
Was all excited when I came home for lunch (I forgot my bread...), too. A note in the door! A package that could not be delivered because I was not home! It's my fuzzy from ebay! Yay! Upon picking up said package from the local USPS, No... 'twas a lovely note from the US Dept. of Fish & Wildlife stating that the fuzzy from ebay was confiscated at the US border (shipped from Canada), because it's in violation of the Endangered Species Act, and *I* failed to declare it. Eh? Not, as it were, my responsibility, I don't think. I'm just the buyer. The seller should have properly declared things, and then maybe I wouldn't have been waiting nearly two months for any sign of this thing (refunds issued, no bad feelings between me and ebayer, but argh.). The fox has been dead for 30 years, I don't think that particular animal is still a threat to the survival of the species... I just wanted a fuzzy to match the bits I bought at Pennsic... I can dispute the claim (papers sent and filed in triplicate, please), which I still may do, and see what happens.
My In-laws are coming tomorrow, I think we're supposed to go out to dinner with them. I'm going to miss fencing practice, probably, unless we move it to Thursday... when I'll miss illumination class. My parents are coming up to see them for lunch on Thursday, and I had to call mom tonight to say "no, please don't come see me at work. It won't be nearly as much fun as you think it will be". If we were actually open, and selling trees and stuff, it would be entirely another matter... I don't know if I'll even be there, let alone in any mood to socialize.
Ok... so that was a little bit grumpy... I think I need some tea.
