NIGHT OWL RAMBLING

It’s 2:00 AM. I have country music playing (been thinking of Bird all day), the doggies are sleeping; Grump on his couch and Smooch at my feet in my office. I folded the last load of laundry and just finished washing the dishes while beside me Bandit haughtily ate up the treats he demanded (he is a member of the superior species we call cats, after all), before insisting that I open the door and let him out for his nocturnal romp. I’m sure every little chipmunk or squirrel scurry for cover when they hear that door this time of night.

Insomnia. I can handle it easily enough when I can snooze an hour or two throughout the day, but it sure plays havoc with any kind of routine when working full time. I occasionally slip out to my car at lunch and grab 20 or 30 minutes of blissful shut-eye. It beats me how easily I drift off during the day, but can’t seem to do much more than 3 to 4 hours when any normal person is sleeping. I have managed to talk the boss into letting me change my schedule to arriving early in the morning and leaving early afternoon. I’m awake at 4 AM anyway, so might as well make use of it. There are more benefits: avoiding traffic, thereby saving at least 8 hours a week in commuting, and having some quiet time to work without the chatter and phone interruption. For years and years I have had my own office. I still haven’t quite adapted to working in the shared and noisy space. This should help some, but permission was only granted when I was leaving on Friday, so the coming week will be a test drive.

The new system is causing all sorts of problems and because I am the one using it for payroll, it’s been tough. We had a meeting with the head honcho of the system company in an attempt to rectify the situation. It appears that I have a reputation for having a ‘hard head’. His programmers actually are surprised that I am still there; it seems they think that most people would have given up and walked out. I’m not sure if the administration in our office considers that good or bad, but I don’t really care. Although it was purchased before my arrival, I was hired to make it work, and I am determined that I will succeed. I will admit that I have been so frustrated at times that the computers came very close to flying out the window. I get up and take a walk outside to reinforce the walls of my Happy Bubble.

Because of such events, I was unable to keep the vet appointment for Smooch last week. It was either call and reschedule or have over 60 employees without pay deposits. Not acceptable, of course. I also missed the first period of the 7th game between the Habs and Boston. But Smooch seems to be stable still, and the Habs won to move onto the semi-finals, so I didn’t stay grumpy long. In fact, I was dancing and laughing and going on like a crazy lady!! And that group of employees did get their pays, albeit a couple of days late. All’s well that ends well.

I’m off to hunt for that Morpheus. When I catch him I’ll box his ears. Wishing you all a great, sunny Sunday and sending you huge SMILES to keep it warm!

Luv from the Bush in Quebec.