My poor ol’ spouse is having quite a time in ‘da ‘Burgh dealing with his mother. The tenor of his phone calls has been quite sad.
I sent him two care packages by overnight express. I hope, at least a little bit, he will have things he requested and a little solace.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch…
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I have realized another milestone of maturity: I don’t always have to be right. It’s okay to not have all of the information or that others make slight errors in accuracy.
Case in point…
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I had lunch yesterday with an old friend who was visiting to attend his high school 40-year reunion. We met and worked together at a voluntary organization back in the ’80s and ’90s. My friend and I have had a similar upbringing and educational background, but our situations changed over time — his for the worse and mine for the better. It made me think…
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My website’s cowboy boots collection and this blog receive a lot of visitors from men who are curious about whether or not it is acceptable to wear cowboy boots with a suit or dress clothing to a professional office, especially in stodgy, drab, dull, fashionless and conservatively dressed Washington, DC.
Recently, I received another email from a DC-based office professional who went on a business trip to Texas and bought himself a pair of nice boots, then began to question his decision after his girlfriend made some comments after he returned home with them. The email said:
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No, I have not skipped across the planet and landed in China. I am not that “far east.”
Yesterday began with “First Call”/”Reveille” at 0600. I was, after all, a guest on a military base. I actually tried some P.T… well, not…. Instead, I was met by someone sent to get me to transport me to the airport for an early flight.
One half-hour later…
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It happens… after many years of working in the same profession, I have accomplished pretty much all I can. After all, having been selected as “employee of the year” for 2014 from among 7,000 people, what else is left? You know when you have reached the point of no return… same old same old gets rather boring. It is time for a bold move.
Since my spouse has retired, we are not bound to remain in the same location any more.
So last week while I was in Hawaii, I explored alternate business prospects that I can do to close out the remainder of my work life before I retire. Wouldn’t be so bad to do that… move to Hawaii, enjoy the consistently warmer weather, no snow, and sunshine. My spouse looks so good in a Speedo…
But I digress. Effective today, I am now the proud owner of a new footwear franchise in a major mall…
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So this tired traveler does not adjust well to jet lag. I awoke extremely early “local time” and could not get back to sleep. What did I do?
I walked to see a view at sunrise that was…
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A large snowstorm has been forecast, and the area where I live is supposed to receive 8 to 10 inches (20 to 25cm) of snow, which for the DC Metro area, shuts everything down. Schools, offices, as well as local, state, and Federal Government agencies are closed.
However, that doesn’t mean that I am not working.
Contrary to misinformed belief, work-life continues for many of us on a snow day…
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Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”
― Confucius
I cannot say that I “chose” my current job, but I did “choose” my career path.
I have had jobs before that I enjoyed, but eventually burned out or things changed so much that we mutually saw that parting company was best for my sanity and their… well, whatever reasons they had.
I had a job I loved for 20 years, then it crashed and burned when I got reorganized with the wrong-headed, money-grubbing side of the company.
I had a job that I tolerated, but we knew it was a “holding pattern” until something else came along.
Then I was chosen…
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Yesterday, it was bitterly cold in these parts. New record low temperatures were reached at local airports. -15C… sounds colder than 5F. Nonetheless, whatever scale you use, it was damn cold!
The worst problem I have with cold — other than not being able to ride my Harley — is that my feet get cold. Even with boots and thick socks, I don’t like cold feet. (Ask my spouse!)
I have a fairly new and good-looking pair of Chippewa insulated “super loggers”. So I decided on casual dress-down Friday to…
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