These little folks are not really ground hogs - something out here known as "Prairie Dogs." (Pup, I know you will have really cool names for these guys, gals? too!) I think they are cute. Some people don't like 'em. They shoot 'em or drop bubble gum down their tunnels into their homes (boundary issues - I think so!) (The bubble gum is eaten by the little fellows and it blows up in their tummies and they can't poo and they die a slow agonizing death.) What some people do for fun.
Anyway, back on the subject. Why do I think life is like the movie, "Ground Hog Day?" Ummm, I can't remember.....
Ah, doing the same day over and over and over again. I guess I've had two many deja vu's lately. And I need a vacation back to Florida again. Already.
I used to like doing personnel - but we had to dismiss someone the other day. It was a rough go, and I felt bad, really bad, although the person did deserve it. We aren't in the business of rehab for various compulsive issues, but in the business of running a business without getting lawsuits from offended people. And it wasn't my decision. But the "confidentiality," the high emotions on both sides, the meetings to "decide what to do," all bought me back to my days working in personnel at the City. Sigh. I just wanna go home and be a Nana.
I want to be a housecleaner, a cook, a "nan," a chauffer, a flower garden cultivator. A volunteer at Church. A sewer of wonderful things, a painter of wonderful pictures, and a sculptress of wonderful sculptures. I want to be in my family's life, chaotic as it may be.
Oh yes, I am counting down the days.....business world, bye bye.