Driving Me Crazy
First off, Firefox is acting stupid. I like to have a sidebar with my bookmarks in it. It’s handier than always going up to the bookmarks menu. For some stupid reason the bookmarks menu in the sidebar is different than the one in the menu up top and in my organize bookmarks function and I can’t get the damned thing to change. I’ve tried closing the sidebar and I’ve tried restarting Firefox. Neither has worked.
The next thing was a stupid mistake I made while working on Bran’s stole. It was a stupid and careless mistake that I shouldn’t have made. I was in the midst of sewing the beads to the canvas when I discovered an error I’d made in sewing the two together. I was taking the beads off with a seam ripper when I missed the thread I was trying to remove and slipped it into the beadwork itself. I ripped the thread holding the beads together. So I had to remove beads back a distance on each side of the booboo. Now I have to rebead the ribbon, join the blue again to the red and sew it all to the canvas again. It’s a frustration. It’s relatively easy to fix, but still, I’d rather have not made the mistake in the first place.
Today was spent doing weekly reports. The entire shift was devoted to that task. I had to write up 23 reports. Sure some were shorter than others, but there were several that involved a whole lot of writing because they either talked to staff a lot or else they created drama and that had to be documented. I didn’t finished until 4:30. Happily the woman who usually works nights is happy to take on the weekly reports. Chances are she won’t get through all of them and the day staff will have to finish them up (we’re expecting to get up to close to 30 residents in the next few months) but having a goodly portion of them done will make Mondays a whole lot less painful.
Tomorrow I have to be at work at 8:30 am. Then my co-worker and I will be picked up by a cab and we’ll be trundled out to the airport where we’ll fly to Edmonton. Needless to say Sudafed will not only be in my bag, it’ll be in my body. My ears aren’t totally cleared up and I’d like to minimize the pain and ancillary effects on my hearing. Then it’s off to Edmonton Institute for Women (EIFW) to talk to the women who are incarcerated there to promote our half-way house. The next day we have a full time at Grand Cache. Then it’s shop ’til I drop, or until it’s time to leave for the airport to fly to Calgary then fly home. My poor ears, how they will plug, hopefully only temporarily.
On Friday I work a short 4 hour shift (walking to and from work) and it’s the weekend. I’ll be putting together some monthly reports for my co-worker. Happily the overnight staff will be working on weekly reports on Sunday (her Monday). This means that my evening shift will be a whole lot less in terms of having to do other than my own monthly reports. Hopefully it’ll mean that I don’t have to do more than a quick check to make sure she got the right stuff on the reports and didn’t miss anything important. Since this is the last trip out of town for a while, it’ll also mean that there will be more time for those nasty monthly reports.
That’s been my time of late.