All In A Day Of Working

Sometimes, Jeannie and I have gaps of time in between appointments.

Typically, we go to eat.

So we did.

Then we ended up with another gap of time.

So we went to check on a few of her horses. And got stuck in the mud.

Picture, if  you will:

Two self-appointed princesses telling  the other to get out and push!

Uh, not happening.

We called for help and after a good chewing out, the car was rescued.

And we went back to work!

I love days like this!

Jeannie is suppose to go back and fix this. Ha, ha! We all had a good laugh over that one!

Jeannie is suppose to go back and fix this. Ha, ha! We all had a good laugh over that one!

We were asked, "When the ground went, squish, squish, why did you keep going??"

We were asked, “When the ground went, squish, squish, why did you keep going??”

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Can you believe Lady is 30?

Happy is going to be bred. I didn't recognize her from her show days! What a difference hanging out makes!

Happy is going to be bred. I didn’t recognize her from her show days! What a difference hanging out makes!

Tree shots while we waited to become unstuck.

Tree shots while we waited to become unstuck.

Snow gone. Gloomy sky gone. Had to take a pic.

Snow gone. Gloomy sky gone. Had to take a pic.

Jeannie said these are weeds? Are they???

Jeannie said these are weeds? Are they???

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Blessing of Friendships

I can say I am blessed to work with 3 wonderful women who have made my life all the better for knowing them.

I’ve known “N” the longest out of the 3. When I started a new job, years ago, the newbies shadowed the seasoned workers. “N” was friendly and didn’t have a problem with a newbie tagging along. From the beginning, she and I just hit it off and talked like old friends.

Jeannie returned to work at the place “N” and I worked. I knew who Jeannie was from hearing about the murder of her daughter and unborn granddaughter. I had a brief encounter with Jeannie before she returned to our workplace and I remember walking away thinking, despite her tragedy and losses, she had one of the most giving and joyful spirits I’d ever seen.

Fast forward about a year of  Jeannie, “N” and I working together. I got the notion I wanted to return to school to get my Masters. I talked Jeannie and “N” into going with me. This is when our friendship really took off. We had a stressful job that wasn’t your typical 9-5. We dealt with some of the more extreme mentally ill, suicide attempts, crisis, and strongly advocating for our clients. Add school on top of the job, and you have 3 very busy women.

Eventually, graduation was upon us. By then, Jeannie was working another job. “N” and I decided to quit our  jobs to concentrate on getting our supervision hours in. During this time, the three of us drifted apart. We’d catch up with each other from time to time but life had become busy and we were each facing challenges of our own.

As life would have it, we ended up sharing the same office space and our friendship took off again as if we’d never parted ways. Then you add “R” in. She just fits in. She’s our fourth, I like to say.

The four of us are so different from each other but yet, we are so alike. We have our days when one or more of us might be a little crabby but we don’t take it personally. If anything, we tease whoever is grumpy so much that you can’t help but become ungrumpy.


Within our friendship, we each have a friendship with the other that is special. Jeannie and I are like the 2 little kids who sneak off to have fun. “N” and I tend to have deeper conversations about things. “R” and I are like sisters separated at birth.

Tonight, the 4 of us went to have dinner together. It was a relaxing evening of picking on each other, laughing, and just enjoying an amazing friendship. I’m blessed to do what I love and to have my 3 wonderful friends to work with at the same time.

What Kind of Worker Are You?

I am the type of person who gets c-omfo-r-tab-l-
when she works. 
When you walk into my office,
 you will see
many, many, many, many 
stacks of papers. 
On the floor!
Another corridor of papers that were strewn about the floor. Pictures, Images and Photos

Okay, okay, that’s a slight exaggeration
 of the piles on my floor. 
It’s not nearly as bad as the picture shows.



And the only time they would ever be that neat is when ————–>
 I’m just starting out on 
MY system of stacks. 





My business partners must be use to me 
because when they walk in my office, 
they don’t bat an eye.
I also get very
c-omfo-r-tab-l-e
   on the floor.

(I don’t think I look this cute though.)



Anyway, I just thought I’d share 
what kind of worker I am. 
I took a look around my office yesterday 
and thought it was funny to see 
how I go through my work day.
 Good thing I don’t have a “boss” to explain it to.

                                           


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