I kept to myself last week on Facebook. Maybe my perspective has changed a bit. Maybe I was too wrapped up in other events and happenings. Whatever the ultimate reason is really doesn't matter. I just felt it was time to step back a bit. I did post comments on some friends' posts. Facebook is still an experiment to me. I've found many friends that I haven't seen since high school. I've made new friends (electronically) through associations with March of Dimes, other friends or simple introductions through my high school reunion project last year. During most my recent unemployment stint, I was pretty outgoing and open about my thoughts. Things change, people change. Some for the better. Some for reasons only God may know. I've changed a bit since working again. I still have questions about my career and the direction I am currently taking. None of my questions are bad, nor are they good. My questions just keep me on the defensive frame of mind. They keep my eyes and ears tuned to subtle hints of better things.
Tuesday and Wednesday I traveled with my Manager to Chattanooga and the Volkswagen manufacturing plant. Quick trips like this don't provide a lot of insight about a town or a job site. I met some local people who will help with certain parts of our project. I also met a man who plays disc golf and belongs to a club that has designed and built several local courses. Thursday was a day of catching up on missed emails and researching alternative bid ideas for a small project. Friday we were in an OSHA training class all day.
Saturday was filled with recreation and family get together. I played a round of disc golf at my home course, Va-Du-Mar Park in Boiling Springs. I had an excellent morning round of 63 despite two Mulligans. Nothing went in the creek or retention pond. After completing the course, I was home and cleaned up for lunch with Gin, Caris and Thomas. After-which the ladies took off for the "Sprinkle" at Debbie's house for Baby Dean. Patrick showed up here shortly after Gin and Caris left. We let Nolan play a little while, then packed up and dropped in on the Wofford Terrier's baseball game with Appalachian State. The game ended up being a blowout for App. St. It didn't deter us from running around the grassy area with Nolan. Later on we all met for dinner at House of Pizza. All being Debbie, Jessica+Dean, Patrick, Nolan, Caris, Thomas (Tommy according to Nolan), Gin and yours truly.
Today was Veterinary day for Fluffy Nutter (not pictured). She was scheduled for her teeth to be cleaned. Fluff gave us the slip a few times when trying to get her into the cat carrier. In the end, she lost, and traveled with a light meow all the way to the vet. The picture is Mac, formerly known as P.C. Mac used to be inside until he was evicted after he was caught peeing on the front of the fridge (it was closed) right in front of me. We had other places where "A Cat" was peeing, but never knew which one was doing it. Then mister big balls pees right in front of me while Hoagie was nearby. I use the term big balls figuratively and not literally. He's been clipped. Mac apparently enjoys being outside more than inside. Probably because he doesn't have Hoagie beating him up all the time.
I would like to start a deep subject, but I'm just too frustrated and tired to continue writing tonight. There are a lot of subjects I've touched on in previous blog posts and Facebook posts as well. I have a plan to expand on several points of discussion and to compile a full series of my thoughts, ideas and opinions. If for nothing else, to help me free myself of my mental burdens.
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