A story in as few words as possible.
Brain storming.
Someone went through my storage stuff this summer.
My chairs were scattered helter-skelter.
My single tables were pushed into the form of a big conference table and thoughtfully returned to their proper positions... Oh wait... no they weren't!
Heavy sigh.
Every summer things magically show up that do not have a home. The big black thing is a lap top safe, which is my newest responsibility surprise.
That pile on the counter... my mail.
Every summer things magically show up that do not have a home. The big black thing is a lap top safe, which is my newest responsibility surprise.
That pile on the counter... my mail.
It is very interesting how all my things left the counter to sit at a lab computer desk.
It was a day of moving things back into place.Dusting. Filing. Creating a quick bulletin board.
Getting kid ready.
My foot doc told me that my stool that I sit on at work was part of my troubles... the rung my feet perch on at my counter. The lovely gentlemen at the top and that marvelous secretary got together and came up with a perfect solution in a matter of minutes.
They found a large carpeted platform, a nice comfy office chair with a real back! And Shown, (Yes it is spelled correctly!) will make me a sliding keyboard shelf so that I sit high enough to use the counter and type in comfort. What heroes!
Miss Bliss has escaped the past and gone
on a long weekend romp!
You'll have to catch her next week.
Big friggin grins.
