Rain, steady on the roof. It's a comforting sound, but a little melancholy. And I know it will last all day. Fortunately, it's not as cold as it was yesterday and the day before. Otherwise, we would have snow. Although it can be fun, I do not wish for snow today. Yesterday, it was 30 when I came back from my walk. It was about 26 when I left.

It was a busy day. I worked for a couple hours. I helped 3 clients. One did not qualify for the line of credit, but did not seem surprised. It was probably her credit rating. She did make an appointment to have her taxes done with me in January. The second qualified, but for less than she got last year. She was a little disappointed, but also made an appointment. And the third was pre-approved and got the money he wanted. He will come in to have his taxes done too. I did not have to do any "selling." These were all people who came to the office to get the loan and knew what they were doing. I told them all what the costs were. I felt pretty good about it.

I went to the chiropractor. I hurried home for the small group meeting at my house. I didn't have time to finish my lunch before they started arriving...early. There were 9 of us, a good number. I  had to use the folding chairs. We had a good discussion about gratitude. There was a range of people, from 26 to 92, two of them men. They ate cookies and rice pudding and pear custard squares.

After they left, I had a big salad, with hard-boiled egg and bacon and buttermilk and Purple Haze goat cheese. It was pretty darn good. I watched TV. Then I headed to the community center to spend a couple hours knitting. There were 10 women, if I remember right. I was astonished there was that much interest. At least four of them were just talking. They don't even knit. I brought the pear squares and helped Tanya with a project she was working on. I lent Gere a set of needles and she knit up a square, even though she hadn't knit since high school! It was fun and I didn't come home until 10. Walking in the dark woods was beautiful and I slept well.

My life as an environmental activist

As we headed out for our walk this morning, bundled up against the cold--45 or so, not really cold--I could hear something. "Is that rain?" "I believe that is rain," said Ray. Never mind that the forecast was for 0% chance of rain! It was light. The dog didn't care. Ray carried a small bag of trash, lightweight and about the size of a basketball (mostly kleenex from his recent cold). Today is trash day and we hadn't put it out last night. We walked to a neighbor's to leave it in the bin. We share trash pickup, since we both have little waste. We try to make most of what we eat, and/or buy in bulk. When we do have containers (cans of beans, wine bottles, etc.), Ray washes them thoroughly for recycling. We thought about turning back and driving it over, but it seemed like almost more trouble than walking. Of course, it would not be as good for the environment--or us. We enjoyed the gray sky and colorful trees. When we got to Nancy's, she happened to be at the top of the drive and we had a chance to chat with her for a minute. Ray said he was heading back, but I was going on. "No," I said. "Yes," he said. Nancy was admiring of our bravery. And I continued on my walk, while Ray turned back to work on his notes for class. I am pretty steadfast in my commitment to walk a mile every morning. It is not very much, but seems to make a difference in my health--mental and physical. Sometimes I think of my mother and how she pushed herself to walk just this mile many times. I know it was much harder for her, and I can do it easily, so I do. It had pretty much stopped raining by the time we got home. 

self-portrait with hat and scarf

Andropogon!

Pinwheel cookies were a big success. Of course, they have chocolate.

Alpacas at the Science Museum in Durham

Dinosaur Trail

Bears at the Science Museum

spider web season

The chickens are getting their  feathers back after molting

Back to work

It's a beautiful sunny morning here in Georgia, although it was well below freezing at dawn.

Friday was my first day of training for my new job, as office manager for a small local office of a large corporation. I was one of 16 people there, most of whom were coming back for another tax preparation season. I was honored to be one of two new office managers not promoted from within. Two others worked for the company previously, but not in that capacity.

Corporate culture is entertaining and frustrating. We are "client service leaders." Receptionists are "client service professionals," but of course, they are referred to by abbreviations: CSL and CSP. There are many more abbreviations and code words. We talked about setting goals and motivating employees in our offices with clever bulletin boards and rewards of $7.

Yesterday, I worked 8 1/2 hours, with no break. It was fun. Yes, I said fun. I have very mixed feelings about taking this job. If I were going to "sell out" and work for a corporation, I would like to get more than $10/hour! On the other hand, working is way better than not working, most of the time. One of the good things is that I will only have to work until April 17, unless they like me enough to ask me to stay on and do some off-season work. I would probably be able to come back next year and do it again, if all goes well, so I have a fall-back plan and time to look for something I like better. In the meantime, from early January, I will be working full-time, for the first time in many years of un- and under-employment. I will have to work some nights and weekends, something I have always resisted.

Starting a new job, it is impossible to know which people will become friends I will miss a few months from now and which will be a huge pain in the neck. But, they seem pleasant; they seem to like me and appreciate me. I was busy, but not stressed most of the day.

The tax preparers were notified (only a few days ahead) to come by the biggest Athens office, the one that is open before the season. There was a list of things they were supposed to do: renew their tax preparer ID, sign up for the company credit card, order business cards, commit to their hours for 2014, verify their citizenship (I-9), and sign up for "Skills" times.

It was a bit chaotic when I arrived. L. was supposed to be in charge. She had brought an assistant, K. There were several office managers from previous years, assigned to help the TP (tax preparers). Since I did not know much about anything, I was assigned to greet people and send them to the first station, the training room that had plenty of computers.

After a bit, L. developed a checklist she wanted them to fill out. They were supposed to do the steps in order. Then she gave me a sign-in sheet and asked me to make sure to get everyone's name on it. It was pretty busy early on. L. and K. were supposed to verify the documents to prove citizenship: either a passport or a driver's license AND a social security card. I had to go to my safe deposit box on Friday before training to get my passport. I haven't seen my social security card in years. (It's probably around somewhere). Then L. would sign them up for skills training. She was trying to do other things as well, so a bottleneck developed. I felt bad for the people waiting. It shouldn't have taken very long.

Eventually, I was given the task of verifying documents as well, and then, signing people up for training. In between times, I ate food I had brought with me. I hoped it wasn't against company policy to eat at the desk. I had access to the on-line training I needed to do for my tax classes. The exam is next Wednesday, and I have two more classes before then. I am a little behind, due to working! The other CSL's helped me with getting clocked in and doing the things I needed to do and didn't know how.

By the time I left, after 7:30, I had eaten 2 small Snickers bars (from Halloween) and three cookies. My neighbor, Nancy M., had fallen and broken her collarbone. She needed me to pick up her medication at the hospital, so I went there before I went home. Ray had dinner ready (chicken tagine from the freezer, but still great). He was starving waiting for me.

After that, there wasn't much left of the evening. Wheel and the Daily Show and a chapter or so before I fell asleep, for at least 8 hours.

Pure by Julianna Baggott
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Some of the details of this world are hard to believe...yet it is still engaging, perhaps because of the "plucky"  teenage heroine. The ruined, post-apocalyptic world has haves and have-nots, but none of them are really happy. Let's try not to let it come to this, OK?


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A day in the Kitchen

I feel good about yesterday, although it had its ups and downs.

Ray left early, as I was beginning to work on the next batch of buns. Amelia arrived from Kevin's before he left. She and I took the dogs for a walk, including Maggie, who is very timid with other dogs. Osa was barking at her and chasing her and she was skulking behind Amelia's legs. Some of the time she was enjoying the wildness, smelling and exploring. She is allowed to stay in the house while the other dogs are shut in the breezeway. She slept most of the morning.

Amelia and I talked a lot about the wedding and the food. She sat at the counter with computer and notebook, while I made the best buns yet, as well as birthday cake for my Dad--the traditional Freeman one, with citron, that most kids don't like. I also made and froze six pie crusts--before lunch!

Actually, lunch didn't really happen. Amelia had to take me into town to get the car from Ray's parking lot and drive to the police station to report the accident. Before we did that, we dropped the truck off at Kevin's (since we were using his car), so he could drive himself over to Kenney Ridge while we were gone--and run intervals.

Julie (the driver of the other car) had agreed to meet me and there she was. We went inside the police station and waited 15 minutes or so for the people ahead of us. We met with Officer Black. Julie has cooperated fully, without being very apologetic. He did not look at the cars or fill out any paperwork, since they were not at the scene. He just gave us a form to fill out that should satisfy the insurance company. He seemed impressed at how well we appeared to get along (calling us "civil"). He thought we must have known each other or been related. She filled out part of the form. I told her I would let her know before I called the insurance company. The policeman seemed to think it would be better for her to just pay for the repairs, to keep her insurance from going up. He thought mine would, too, but I'm pretty sure it won't. She said it was completely up to me.

I was pretty annoyed to have to deal with that, especially right now. I certainly hope Gini is doing okay. I think I will be fine.

Amelia and Ray and I went to EarthFare and bought some things, most importantly the chicken I cooked for dinner last night. My Dad was at the house when we got there, in his nice clothes. I set to work making Coq au Vin--well, first Ray set to work cleaning up the kitchen for me. I froze the morning's rolls. After the coq au vin, I made cauliflower curry and plain rice. That gave Amelia something to eat and the rest of us a vegetable dish. We also frosted the cake and put candles on it--not 86, but 14. Can you figure out why?

Amelia had to run over to Kevin's and Ray had to take a nap, but eventually the 5 of us had a lovely dinner (with Kevin even eating everything on his plate!) The cake was tasty, although some people picked out the raisins. Then we played Hearts until almost 9:30. My Dad was tired, but seemed quite happy. I was very pleased with myself to get all that done. Now, on to today's challenges!

my peach dessert from Sunday

one of the many spiderwebs everywhere this time of year

The saga of the car accident continues. My back hurts a little, but it often does, so it is hard to say if it relates to the car accident. Gini, on the other hand, is very concerned about her back (and mine).

I called the insurance company and they need a police report. I called the police and they need Julie (the other driver) and me to come in together. I called Julie and she called me back several hours later. I am meeting her at the police station at 12:45 today. Not what I want to be doing. Then I have to call to file a claim. Then I have to go to the body shop. And I have to decide whether to try to fit in a visit to the chiropractor or any other health care provider to check out my back.

Aside from that, I got a 93 on my tax midterm. One question was a dumb mistake, copying the wrong number. One question I got wrong because our textbook was wrong and I neglected to fix it when I was told about it. One question I am still not sure I understand. However, in general, I feel pretty good. I need to apply to H&R Block. The rest of the class already has interviews lined up.

Went to the grocery store and picked up some things, like shredded wheat for Hank. Also more flour and sugar for more rolls and pie crusts and cookies.

Made shrimp and chorizo with mashed potatoes and a few garden green beans. Pretty darn tasty.

Worked on my homework. Watched TV. Read. Went to sleep. Woke up at 4:40. Darn it! Amelia texted me. They arrived last night at Kevin's at 11:30. Time to get cracking!