Wha Happun?

Pretty damned terrible of me to promise pictures of a puppy then disappear.

To be fair, that last post was written in between two over-sixty-hour weeks.  Due to a rollout of a new piece of software at my employer which I have been using for the last two years, but almost 30 of my co-workers and almost 70% of the company was not, I was a resource.  One that got pretty popular.

On the home front, we're awash in pee pads, carpet surprises, and, well, we've become a teething toy for someone.  She is adorable, I will admit that, but it hasn't been the best of time.

A week after we picked up Freyja, my son and his wife returned to pick up the promised kitten that the woman had been fostering.  One of the joys of just-outside small town living when you're well-known for animal expertise, I guess, is that people bring you pets they do not wish to keep.  Which, in this case, often seems to be kittens.  So this poor woman is the local dumping ground for spare kittens, she's just happy to see them go to a good home.  Fortunately, after discouraging him to name the cat Whimsy, they decided to call their little guy Finn.  Do not know if this came about due to my daughter-in-law's delight with sharks, or if their shared Irish/Scottish ancestry fed into it.

Young Finn came home on the same day some jackass broke into my son's pickup and took his tool bag he'd brought home to work on a friend's vehicle.  Thus some thief is now walking around with about $2800 worth of tools that do not belong to them, and my son is out of pocket of $1000, as his insurance won't cover the first $1000.

So yeah, that ate up an awful lot of energy around here - as did learning Freyja's signs and getting the start on her training.  We are obviously busy - this past week I cut back to 50 hours, instead of 62, and next week will be similar, as I'm off for the holiday on Tuesday, and I volunteered to work next Saturday.  From the looks of things, it might be that my employer may begin to require some of us to work weekends, or rotating weekends.  I'm not sure how I feel about it, but I do appreciate that I have a job, and it's for a good company.  

And so, with that out in the universe, I need to get going on this weekend's projects.  I'm reinforcing my recently-moved desk as it now wobbles, no longer being wedged in between my headboard and a bookshelf, and I'm not appreciative of the wobbling.  Kinda makes me seasick - so I'm bracing it and adding a side-shelf for those items which used to be off the desk, and are now taking up an awful lot of space I'm needing, until I get my table built - and so, to organize, I figure, is much better than limping along.  

Or, so the theory goes.  It'll be mostly a scrap and small bits project, most of it coming out of my already-accumulated bits...  So far, anyway.