MEANWHILE, BACK IN THE BUSH...

When I first joined the office, I warned my colleagues that if there was something that wasn’t functioning quite right, I would be sure to stumble on it. They believe me now.

The reports the antique accounting program wasn’t able to generate were the ones I requested. The alarm sensor on the warehouse door loosened and the system wouldn’t come on; being the last to leave the building, I made that discovery too. It didn’t help that the person responsible for such things had omitted to give anyone the passwords needed when reporting problems to the alarm company.

The filing drawer in my desk had lost some screws and fell apart; the day it was my turn to prepare coffee I found the container empty...the designated purchaser forgot to bring some in.
Yep – a walking ‘Law of Murphy’ – that’s me!

It has been a hectic 3 months of reintegration: dressing in something other than pyjamas very early each morning, commuting, punching a clock (so to speak), being surrounded by people constantly, relearning, reorganizing, readapting; I remember it being much easier when I was much younger.

Through all this I did manage to brave the storm of the century and drive down to Detroit one weekend to bring Suzie home for Xmas. It took 13 hours to get there, and another 15 to drive back the next day. And we made it safe and sound, quite happy we were not one of the vehicles found in the ditch every 40 KM or so. People in Ontario should look into changing their all-seasons radials for winter tires!

I made up for having no Christmas last year by having two full-houses, one after the other, during these holidays. The lovely Léna, my great granddaughter, was cuddled and spoiled, as were my 3 rugrats, and the crowd swelled with bf’s and gf’s of the older grandchildren. Some of Helen’s family also joined the fray. Rock and roll!

If you have wondered why I haven’t been writing, it’s because there has been overtime nearly every evening and most weekends, and I’m totally pooped when I get home, where the doggies and kitty are waiting so patiently for my company. I have to admit that I have less insomnia now; Morpheus is beckoning from my bed before I make it all the way upstairs from the garage! In fact, I have to struggle to get out of his arms at 5 AM in the morning – isn’t that a nice turn-a-round?

We introduced the new accounting system this week. When we get over the adjusting and finish ironing out the bugs my workload should be greatly reduced. I miss my reading and my writing and my hockey and can’t wait to get back to it.

In the meantime I’m sending y’all big, lonesome SMILES!

Luv from the Bush in Quebec.