Now I'm trying to decide which is worse: A meeting where you have to go pee, or a meeting where you're hungry.
At least I can occupy myself. That's one of the good things about the bosses expecting you to bring your laptop to the meeting.
One of my co-workers was saying the weather reports are now calling for perhaps 4-5 inches of snow next week.
SNOW!
IN HOUSTON!
My supervisor is here in the meeting. He's wearing contacts instead of his glasses. It looks most unnatural.
I only say that because my shoulder is really hurting today. So is my side, towards the back. Yesterday it was more my stomach. Getting old sucks.
At least I have a doctor appointment tomorrow with my cardiologist. That should hopefully clear some things up or perhaps put some ideas to rest.
That's tomorrow, however. Today, I've got work to do.
Although I do think I've either got to go back to physical therapy for the shoulder or maybe look into the idea of surgery. I'd prefer the physical therapy. It isn't perfect or permanent. It's better than being cut open, though.
I did at least have a fairly decent drive in. Until I got on the interstate that is. Getting on there was this dude taking his own sweet time. And he kept managing to stay in front of me until we got off. Then he got over, thank the gods, and I was able to accelerate past his sorry ass.
Then there was another dumbass at the u-turn under the interstate. Taking his own sweet time. Idiot.
The day is going to be very busy. We've got a package that's supposed to go out today, and I don't think it will. Somehow, the designer managed to screw up the model, which in turn screws up the isometric diagrams. It also meant I wasn't able to perform a Caesar stress analysis. We had to eyeball the pipe supports using only vertical loads.
We've got a young kid who was just made the lead mechanical designer, however. Hopefully, he can get things straightened out and everybody on a standard page.
Another mechanical designer, who's been with the company several years, could have been the lead mechanical designer, but he kept saying he didn't want it. So they gave it to the younger guy.
Kind of like me. I could probably gotten the lead mechanical engineer slot, but I didn't want it. Partly because it would come with too many headaches. Partly because I don't think I deserve it.
Did I mention the jackasses in New Mexico finally got around to sending me my confirmation email that with my License card and number? It only took them three months since my application, and three business days since they updated their roster with my number and active status.
What a bunch of lazy idiots. They're government bureaucrats, though. So I guess I should have expected this.
Stoopid young punks. Why they gotta think they're funny and one of the cool kids?
Well, that was messier than I’d have liked, but nowhere near as bad as I expected.
And a brief internet search tells me one of my two favorite seasoning mixes does indeed come in a “no salt” variety. The other favorite only comes in a “low sodium” variety.
So when the store doesn’t have either, it’s because they hate me.
I don’t think my wife considered dinner at all. So I’m guessing I’m on my own.
That remains to be seen. We didn't get the package out as scheduled yesterday. Mostly because it was a mess, and it would take too long to fix it. So we'll hopefully be able to get it out today.
So work is going to be somewhat busy.
Plus, I've got my cardiologist appointment today. We'll see how that goes. I would just love to get back to the point where I feel healthy enough to enjoy more of my old life.
At least going to the doctor gave me an excuse to get away from work for a bit.
I got my hardcopy certificate for the PE license from New Mexico in the mail yesterday. Only one day after they sent me the email confirmation with an electronic copy. It may seem efficient, but only if you don't remember they delayed sending me that email (which probably took all of less than a minute to generate) by at least 3 days.
And that's not counting the 3 months it took those incompetent bureaucrats (but I repeat myself) to actually approve me for a license.
Not like Louisiana - they got me my license in a week and a half.
Still, New Mexico did have one improvement over Louisiana. They at least new how to print the certificate out NOT CROOKED on the page.
So, anyway, I took 4 hours of PTO. Just in case. I don't think the doctor appointment will take that long.
I just saw an ad for some kind of organic yogurt pouch. They made donuts look like the bad guys. Why they gotta disparage donuts like that? Donuts are awesome! More proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.
I debating whether I'll get a frame for that New Mexico certificate. I have one for Texas (of course), but not for Louisiana. I'll probably do the same thing and just hang this one up sans frame.
So now I've got a bunch of tests scheduled with my cardiologist: Stress test, Echocardiogram, UTs. Fun times. Luckily, I was able to get most of them scheduled for two different Fridays. I work from home those days, so it's easier to get over there.
The stress test will be on a Thursday, so I'll have to work from home that day as well and take off a few hours that morning.
And I had an email from my supervisor saying the higher ups might want me to get my PE license in two other states: Oklahoma and Arizona.
Arizona shouldn't be too bad. It looks like Oklahoma is going to be an annoying pain in the butt.
Oklahoma requires you pass a test on their state regulations, but it's not online. You have to fill out an answer sheet and mail it in with the application. So if you get it more than two questions wrong, you have to retake and send it in again. How f#$@ing primitive is that?
Might as well try to get in some happiness. Before the terrifying polar vortex sets in....
We got the package complete at work yesterday. Just a day late, but better that than a wrong. Granted, there are still a few minor issues to work out with the overall design. Mostly small stuff with the drawing formats, but also some bits with the material.
And I had a good lunch and dinner yesterday. So that's always awesome.
Especially considering today I'll start on something my cardiologist wants me to do - take one baby aspirin each day. For the time being. It'll most likely upset my stomach a bit. So meals I can enjoy may be more rare.
Dropped the boy off at the church yesterday evening for his scout camping trip. They're going to San Antonio, I think to hike around some missions, then visit a cavern system. Should be fun, though I think later tonight and tomorrow it'll turn a bit colder as the dreaded polar vortex comes closer.
Today it'll be a lot of the usual: grocery store, comic store, laundry. I might also go over to Lowe's and buy a new space heater. The one I use for my bathroom is old and not quite sufficient to heat my bathroom in an adequately short time.
I've been watching this older series called Banshee. It's about a lot of criminals of varying degrees of badness doing good and bad things to good people and other bad people.
So far my favorite characters are Job and Sugar. Job is the hacker former and future teammate of the main character. Sugar is the retired old boxer, ex-con, and bar owner who befriends the main character and becomes part of his team.
So I'm mostly through the first of four seasons. The two nights I've watched it so far have really sucked me in. Both nights I ended up staying awake way too late.
Anyway, today is supposed to be a bright, sunshiny day. With pretty moderate temps. Before the dreaded....POLAR VORTEX!!
I'm realizing this morning that old Brother Gilbert would be ashamed at the poor grammar of my posts. He was my fifth grade English teacher. Everyone liked him. He looked kind of like the buzzard from the old Bugs Bunny cartoons.
And that makes me realize a lot of the youngsters around here might not know who the buzzard is.
I saw an article that claimed the new Captain America movie costs nearly $3 million per minute. I wouldn't be surprised if it costs even more. I think at this point it'll probably have to clear something like $2 billion just to break even. I look forward to its utter failure.
Stupid dog.
She tried to eat my bottle of baby aspirin. When the wife tried to get it back, she peed in her kennel. Then dropped the bottle of aspirin in the pee.
I say again….stupid dog.
Now I’ve got to go take the thermal bag off the outside faucet so I can hook the hose back up and hose off her kennel bed.
Stupid dog.
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