glitch #547-- apparently between my aging memory and twitching fingers hittin g the wrong keys...., i must not have sent a thank you email to someone. i could have sworn i did... but that happens..i usually send something like that to ann or theresa just so they remember..
but there is a huge chunk of poor logic there.... if they don't get it how were they to know they should have..
when you have a poor memory, it does not pay to put on some critical email "please confirm you got this" because if you then forget to look for the response it is a useless exercise..
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we are looking good...- that is a corporate "we" ---
nearly all the impending preventable disasters have been dealt with... like the aging steps to the guest house annex ( aka training room) i had put that off because the woman coming to do teh accreditation probably weighs less than 100 pounds--- but then i realized if i went up the stairs ahead of her, that coudl be a problem..
so david and ryan put in new stairs and i had them run up and down just to prove their work...
tables in th g-tent seem to hold teh various weights necessary... i have tried all the tables....
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the daily fyi.....
i dont think i shared teh processing of the needles and "sharpes" we get accredited every 5 years- and i think we had 4.9 years of needles stored... they are supposed to be stored in red "sharp" containers... we ran ougt of those long ago so a milk jug with red duct tape had become our "containers" . in this area? several towns around here.... the police stations have receptacles in the lobby for dropping off used needles-- short on time and long on bottles of needles, i went to the nearby topsfield police station..
40 years ago if i had wandered into that police station with an odd request the person on the desk would have tossed it around and kept me waiting- then refused to take my collection because it was not in an official red "sharps" container. this time... the guy said "aren't you the one with all those dogs?" -- i was terrified something was coming down on my head. then he said " your outfit donated a dog to a friend of mine and i can't thank you enough- let me help you with those needles..." he made a quick phone call and told me to go to the fire dept.. where that guy welcomed my collection with " we are supposed to have these in sharp containers, but we can manage.. keep up the good work...". so one told the other.... wow !!!!
sometimes there are people in places ( like local government) of decision making who can really make you r life very complicated...like building inspectors-- or ones who can just smile away teh confusion .
that is similar to my comcept of the one of the most improtant people around sdp is the trash collector. he coud put me out out of business faster than the building inspector... ( for those of you ne3wcommers... when i decided to use clearspan to put up that arena instead of the contractor referred by the building inspector he said "you are out of your league.. you are only a woman" )
sometimes i have the memory of an elephant-- not often... but sometimes...
have a happy.... let us pray
