The insurance people, the provider, and I are working towards an end with additional documentation being faxed for review. Hopefully we will only be out the originally planned amount. Which is enough, trust me! Time will tell. Thanks for the tea, sympathy, and advice.
I found out today my employer is offering the other temp a full time position, and while the position is below both mine in level and pay, still! It’s a burn. I like my job. I like my co-workers. I don’t dread getting up in the mornings and going to work, which is much much more than lots have. I probably wouldn’t mind staying on as things are now. But this chaps me. It leaves me out there. I had someone that understood, and now, I am the only temp again, working so they all meet the progress points for their bonuses.
Whatever.
The twist is set in the 6 skeins of Jacob I ended with. I think some of it might be a bit overly twisty, but in retrospect I am pleased with the learning process. That’s what spinning still is for me, learning. I was able to put into practice a lot of what I learned at the wool market workshop with this fleece, and this is the first sheep’s fleece I scoured. Stats: Before scouring - 2lbs, after - 17 3/8oz, resulting in 6 skeins of 2-ply, 16 1/2oz, approx 1260 yds. (Which I am planning to dye. Then knit into maybe a sweater. For me. Or someone else. But not the insurance person or anyone at work….)
A dental check-up this week had good results. I am grateful for that, as dental visits are anathema for me. Seriously. It goes way back to childhood trauma of which we will not speak.
I am going to start some of Sarrtje’s Booties (rav link) for Grandbebe Fourth. Out of some Brown Sheep Wildfoote I have on hand….which is PINK! I am ex-CIIIIIIIIT-ed!!!! The boys in the family keep saying things like ‘hey, the numbers are getting a little lopsided here…’, and the in-laws say ‘where are the boys?’. I reply with ‘trust me! The boys will follow the girls home soon enough and the numbers will get balanced!’
My new bike, Trekkie v.2, is proving to be more than I dreamed. I commuted 5 days last week, plus a trip to the farmer’s market on Saturday. This week allowed 4 days of commuting (because of the dental appt.). Headway is being gained on my mileage goal.
I am looking forward to a weekend.
August 13, 2010
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4 comments:
Ahh work... I'm not completely happy either.
I'm looking forward to cutting out some fabric this weekend and working on a project... delightful feeling!
I'm so excited you can do more miles on the upgrade! Still hoping the insurance works out in your favor. And I wish I could make the work scenario better for you.
Congrats on the new grandbaby to come!
I should say a burn. That stinks! On the upside you own a Trekkie and you can pedal right outta there whenever you darn well please.
PS: I do need to mention, though, that if you owned a pony instead of a Trekkie you could vamoose much quicker. :)
Do you have fender baskets to haul your produce home in? Just don't buy too many watermelons!
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