|Almost exactly Eric, not at all Wern.|
Wern the puppy has much more success playing with Eric the cat than he does with Mutzi the cat. At least Eric doesn’t start OUT a play session with claws and hissing. We’ll see how it goes once Wern loses the puppy teeth and get those big chompers; sure hope he learns to temper this enthusiasm a little bit too, or he’s going to get 13 pounds of kitty fury right in the face.
Been hanging out at home in the morning with the puppy, just to 1) bond and 2) not leave him to seriously long periods of time that puppy bladders just can’t handle. He’s been really good about not doing his stuff in the house, and I want to keep it that way. He’s crated, so the mess potential is confined, but I don’t want him to suffer needlessly. Fortunately, my meeting load at work is minimal at this point, so me being at home ad not putting in 8 hours of face time a day isn’t really an issue.
More of an issue is the workload I DO have, which involves me working with a a group in India to process a metric buttload of documents through compliance checking and upload to our document repository. Currently I’m handling the processing of 16 study reports, 13 of which contain only 4 documents for processing, the others are ‘legacy’ documents that need to be prepped for regulatory submission. EACH document goes through a separate compliance and upload process, with individual emails sent for each stage of the process. This morning, I received 13 review requests or requests for more information, which gets me all itchy and wanting to head for the hills. Clearly I have a very low tolerance for this kind of thing, and I can hear many of you laughing at what I consider to be an onerous load, but I don’t care, this is ME I’m talking about and my perfect world involves me, alone, doing my thing and just handing it off at the end of the day. All these people wanting me to actually do stuff is offputting, I say.
I’m going to a memorial service tomorrow for a former teacher. Her husband was in the Fairfax County school system too, and used to judge solo and ensemble festivals and auditions for regional band. He and I go back a loooong way, and they, coincidentally, happen to be good friends with one of my college roommates and her husband. It is a small small world people, you just never know when your circles will cross and Venn diagram the heck right out of you.
In closing, let me wish you all a wonderful weekend. Go out and do something terrific with it, even if that means lying around on your couch drinking iced coffee and reading the latest trashy novel you picked up from the dollar bin at your local used bookstore. Because that does sound pretty terrific, doesn’t it?