One more day and then I will be on vacation, sort of. I say that because I know of a couple tasks that I need to do while I am out. I also figure that I will be bothered at least one time while I am out.
This week much like last week is very stressful and the day takes off, all hell breaks loose and then I start feeling like a 1 man band. I really like my job but this pace is killer and I am quickly loosing my patience, my fuse if you will and ready to just go all Gordon Ramsey on someone.
My older co-worker is on call this week and I know he’s busy, hell we all are. However, there have been some trouble tickets that bubbled up. He’s picky about someone touching “his tickets” when he is on-call. However, I did jump in and help him out. I got a thank you which was kind of nice. Just because I did a good deed more than once doesn’t mean that I am going to keep doing it day after day. Something came up while he was away at lunch, I was training the new guy and the boss chirped out who can take care of this. Fuck. I guess that would be me. There was a ticket from last night that came up it had virus written all over it. The on-call person should have gotten it, as in jumped on it right away even though it said it could wait until morning. Boss man assigned it to me this morning and then called me. I was less than pleased and very short with him. Not sure if he could tell that I was pissed but I was. It’s like Motherfucker there is more than me on the team. I enjoy being the hero and saving the day but even hero’s need rest.
I have found myself driving home and starting to fall asleep behind the wheel. Something that I have vowed would never ever happen to me again. I had a couple of moments where I was out but thankfully they were brief and nothing happened. I was wearing a warmer coat and switched back to leather today. I had no problems driving home tonight. When colder weather hits I may be in trouble or have to freeze a little bit.
I thought for sure I was getting ill earlier in the week from dealing with the mold but I either staved it off or my judgement was wrong. Either way I don’t care. I don’t want to be sick especially when my favorite holiday rolls around next week. I just confirmed my reservation a few moments ago. So looking forward to Sausage Stuffing!
Anyway back on track here. The mold smell was pretty bad in the basement despite the fact I painted and had my new air purifier running full blast with the UVC germ killing power on. I sprayed some Mold Control which is an encapsulant and that has helped. Out of desperation I bought 2 jars of Safe T Air. It’s Tea Tree Oil and some other junk designed to cleans the air and kill mold and other things. 2 jars $50. I opened one last night when it arrived and a lot of it has evaporated, which was to be expected. The smell of it is pretty good. I still plan on painting and maybe even a second coat of Mold Control. The smell is dissipating but not fully gone. I want it gone and never to return again. Mold has been the death of what little joy I had left in life and caused quite the depression for me. If I can get rid of it I know I can mentally recover with time.
There has been no talk of moving out of our temporary quarters at work, which I am thankful for. The construction is wrapping up. However, the new and old offices all need new furniture and that is on back order. The guy who does the installing is running behind as well so it looks more like Christmas before things will be back to total normal. That doesn’t mean I get to stay where I am until then. I am just enjoying it while it lasts. I really hope I get to move straight back to an office because I have become quite fond of it. Playing music, burping and cussing like a sailor out loud without any fear. Kind of nice!
Time to publish this and get upstairs. My evenings are short, bed time rolls around quickly and then it’s back to work before you know it. Hope all is well in your world. Talk with you again soon. I’m thinking of just doing nothing on Saturday. It sounds so nice being lazy and just napping and laying around. Time will tell I suppose. Cheers!
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