My dog chewed through my work laptop power cord and I only noticed when he started barking at it after it shocked him! I had to ask work for a new one.

Today, I discovered he’d managed to get his harness loose enough to chew on it, and chewed through it in two spots! Bad dog! You think I wasn’t keeping him in yak chews and bully sticks!

Yikes is right, msbelle!

I am a person who doesn’t have documentation and it is terrible and why I can’t train anyone to take over my functions. I keep trying to train people and get the trainees to complete the documentation so it is just there for the future and they just don’t do it. My issue was that until my job exploded/I was promoted, I did have good documentation, but the turnover rate in my old job was so high and they didn’t keep it up. So now there were three years of no documentation, and mine was in a wiki, which literally no one who has taken my job understands how to deal with and doesn’t like.

-t, I haven’t had a review since my new job. In the system, it still has my old job description and metrics. I have to redata enter them, which is so annoying to me, I don’t even care if I have a review. I didn’t even do my mandatory hospital training this year, because we aren’t getting raises. I am sure I have things to work on, but I am just trying to keep my head above water.

I liked ironing costumes, but my students hated it. They want to steam everything, but that doesn’t get you a crisp starched dress shirt. Although, they also iron more wrinkles in sometimes and it takes them forever. I was super fast, and could do a dress shirt in 2 minutes, I like steaming big period dresses, though, because it is just so satisfying to plump up the ruffles and watch the wrinkles melt. And you can’t really iron things like suits. I have also ironed the behinds of big period dresses during intermission while the person stands at the ironing board, because sitting and big period dresses made of the cheapest, yet wrinklest good fabric (silk shantaung, oh how I hate you for period costumes. See also linen????). Don’t mix.

Oh, and also Yikes Billytea! How scary!

Yeah, Sophia, part of my problem is my job description has officially changed, but what I actually do does not, at this point, match either my old job description or the new one and I don't know what to do with that. My current plan is to copy from last year's review and delete what no longer applies and try to add what I think does and hope for the best. One benefit of this approach is that my actual review from last year was really quite good although the process felt terrible and there were no raises so the whole thing still seems bitter, but at least I have nice things to copy into this year's review (also, last year's review covered through June and now this review is supposed to be for all of 2020 so I think using some of last year's is perfectly cromulent).

Fucking yikes, billytea.

My bathroom light died as I was getting out of the shower this morning. While I was in between meetings, I fought with the lighting fixture to disassemble it, and after application of some WD-40 and some pliers, I succeeded! Then I had to YouTube how to remove fluorescent light bulbs, and I finally got those fuckers to turn so the pins were lined up to remove them. Later today, I will trot over to the hardware store in the hopes that they carry these lights and that they'll take the old ones off my hands for recycling.

Yikes, billytea. Very glad it wasn't worse.

Oh, puppies. Lucy once chewed a hole in the kitchen floor.

Which is funny to be reminded of right now, because my sister just called to tell me she poked a hole in the freaking bathroom sink. It's been left running because of the cold and it wasn't draining so she was snaking it out. It started draining all right. Right on to the cabinet and the floor, because the snake tool poked right through the rust that was apparently holding the whole thing together.

Guess the bathroom remodel just got moved up the priority list. Aargh.

Oh, no, brenda!

I was going to type something, but that threw me off, and now I can't remember! Oh, brain, I miss your youthy steel trapitude.

Then I had to YouTube how to remove fluorescent light bulbs, and I finally got those fuckers to turn so the pins were lined up to remove them.

Oooh, I used to have to change the fluorescent bulbs at my maintenance job at the all girl Catholic School.

These opening statements, oh dear Lawd. The House managers were so eloquent and effective and powerful, and the ex-president's lawyers are so very clearly the only lawyers he could get at this point.

ugh, brenda. I have a snake for our elderly bathroom sink, which backs up depressingly often, and I'm pretty certain the only reason that hasn't happened to us is that the pipes are swaddled in multiple layers of duck tape and our snake could possibly punch a hole in rust but it couldn't go any further.

Work rant: A new doctor at one of our outreach clinics sent me two separate requests last week to add him to our weekly conference announcement list, one request directly and one via his supervising MD. I added him, but he has some kind of problem with his Zoom settings, so he couldn't get into the meeting this morning. He emailed me again at 7 to ask me to put him on the mailing list, cc'ing our tech troubleshooter. I pointed out that he's been on the list, and the troubleshooter said he needs to call IT about his Zoom settings.

Since then I've gotten three more emails from three different other people, and one long-distance call, asking me to please make sure he's on the mailing list. DUDE, MY MAN, YOU ARE ON THE MAILING LIST. YOU'VE BEEN ON THE MAILING LIST. STOP ASKING OTHER PEOPLE TO TELL ME TO DO A THING I'VE ALREADY DONE AND FIX A THING I CAN'T FIX.

I don't care if I have to self-quarantine for another 10 days, if he sends one more person after me I'm going to drive down to Fresno and stomp on his toes.

The dog and I often walk by Jamie R's house on our walkies, and ever since his son passed away there has been at least one police car parked on the block. After Jan 6, there have been three (two Capitol Police, and one city/county) at all times. We wave, and one of the officers sometimes there is clearly a dog person from the hello we get back.