I dread
Thursdays because they always start with an early morning meeting with the
political leadership and the planners.
Yesterday was exacerbated by the absence of my excellent boss who
usually provides great theater sparring with the politicos. I am typically allowed
to sit back and only interject when my boss needs specific information. Yesterday I bore the full brunt of injecting
reality into the lives of planners and politicians; a task fraught with danger. They took my less than sympathetic thoughts fairly
well.
I got back to
my office only to be pulled into a 30% design meeting on the new facility we
are building. The politicians have been
in charge so far so when we finally saw the plans there was some serious head scratching
going on. I had to leave this meeting
because I was chairing yet another meeting with the union leadership on the other
side of the building. Those of you who’ve
read the blog in the past know how much I love meetings so yesterday was about
as much fun as low crawling through a swarm of pissed off fire ants (not fun –
trust me on that).
Luckily after a
work day where my morale was severely compromised I was lucky enough to return
home to my favorite Panamanian. She’s emerged
from her cleaning frenzy intact and was re-connecting with friends via telephone
most of the evening. I donned the head
phones and spent the night switching between the Red Sox and Bruins games which
brought its own salve to my battered morale.
The Red Sox won
again in Baltimore
against a team that’s kind of had their number over the past few years. The pitching was solid again and they
received notable contributions from their young players which was very encouraging. Even Mr. Bradley, who’s had a rough week thus
far, made several key plays which speaks volumes about his strength of character. They return home today and get their world
series rings – so, exceedingly cool.
One of the guys
I work with also scored some July tickets to a Red Sox game in Fenway with amazing
seat locations. I’ve sworn I wouldn’t
return to Fenway until the seats were more friendly for middle aged knees but
these are too special to pass up. I will
have to break the news to the baseball crazy wife that there isn’t a ticket for
her so I’ll probably be going to a second game as well.
The last of the
snow in the front yard finally melted yesterday so the day ended well. The most encouraging aspect to oncoming
spring (I can now acknowledge that as a real possibility) is not only is there
sunlight for both the drive into and back from work, but the sun is starting to
peek over the horizon when I get up in the morning. After six months of early morning operations
in the dark this is so welcome.
Even more
welcome – it is officially the first Friday of the week – a momentous occasion
that deserves to be marked with appropriate celebratory activities. I think Brew City
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