No Special Treatment in Everyday Ramblings

Is the light here not gorgeous? Oh, spring, I earned you this year! So say we all, at least those of us in sodden weed land. No one has had a break long enough and at the right times in the rain to get out and properly weed and it is dandelion central out there in the gardens and parking meridians in my world. I took this yesterday afternoon.

I was having a celebratory walk because in spite of my intention, (and it was a good one) to do my taxes early, oh say in February, I managed to wait until yesterday. We have Federal and State taxes so I did my Federal and filed, went for a walk and came home and did my State taxes. It took eight hours!

Next year as things get more complicated I will probably be getting professional help. The laws they are a changing and I am getting closer to new and most welcome deductions. (Too bad I can’t write off the cats. :)

They were not thrilled with either my somewhat high heart rate, where the heck did I put that paper??? and the close focus to paper, pencil, calculator and the computer.

But it is done and I am hugely relieved and it is spring and we had a lovely somewhat warmish weekend. S met me here at my place with Frieda my favorite poodle on Friday afternoon and we walked up to the top of the big hill behind my place and chattered away about the issues facing our world for a couple of hours.

We’ve been walking about once a week this year, not quite as much as last year because we don’t have a specific goal in mind and she has been doing, much to all of our astonishment and delight, a lot of cross country skiing. She goes with a group of women in their late 60’s, 70’s and there are about three of them in their 80’s.

She is such a delight. And in case you think wow, she has to be super fit, she is, but you would never know it to look at her, she is big, carries a lot of weight and has two artificial knees and turning 68 this year. Her husband, who is turning 78 this week is starting to slow down a bit and that is hard for them both. She does come to all my yoga classes and that really helps her stay agile.

Saturday I felt like crap.

Work has been challenging on many levels lately and I am doing way too much of it. Friday afternoon Nimrod called to tell me that I am now required to be in the office two full eight hour shifts a week because certain people, who remain unnamed, think I get special treatment because I live so close to the office.

Because of that I come in two hours after my shift starts as that is when Saint Joe comes in and the whole point, theoretically, of being in the office is so that I can interact in person with my cohort, my manager and other allied individuals.

Apparently it has been my misunderstanding that the whole reason to work was to in fact actually get stuff done.

Silly me! Can you imagine what certain people, who remain unnamed are going to say when they see we have a door??? I find it hard not to be bitter about it all and that just doesn’t suit me in any way shape or how.

I had already decided at that point that I was toast and needed a day off. So I am lazing around this morning prepping for class and getting ready to go to the grocery.

And I am feeling better. I got a lot of gorgeous flower shots this weekend and my taxes are done and we start a new session of classes tonight so I will have new students and wonderful cheerful anticipatory energy (I hope).

I am focusing on the tools we have available to help us manage uncertainty while I ponder what options I have to eject this toxic job from my life. Really, I need to make a change. I was even having a fantasy the other day that maybe I could write and sell a treatment for a television mini series about what it is like to be a poet in this world at this time. There would be lots of sex, some drugs and quite a bit of jazz and rock’n’roll.

And I could earn enough money to support myself into retirement. Ha!

Last updated April 04, 2016