First things first, I started my new job last Monday. The first day was horrible and I wanted to cry. But it's gotten better each day, and I'm starting to feel comfortable. I have my own desk, which is exciting. I've kept it pretty neat, but I haven't really done much real work yet.
Yesterday we went to the State Fair to visit my sweater and eat exotic foods. We had a hard time finding my sweater. We circled the building three times before I finally spotted it right next to the exit!
I didn't expect it to be folded!
Then we proceeded to eat our way through the fair. Like last year, I did my research and made a list of the things I wanted to try (deep fried kringle, mac & cheese dog, bacon caramel corn, bacon wrapped smoked pork belly). Last year, I only ate one thing off my list, then I was too full to eat anything else the rest of the day. This year, we decided to all share everything so we wouldn't get to full. First, we found one booth we missed from last year (fried noodles with chicken and veggies - they were excellent!), so we shared that. Then we wandered around and I spotted the booths that were on my list. Then it all went to hell when Karl wanted a grilled cheese (not on the list, but a favorite). That filled us up, and it took a couple of hours before I got hungry again. But by then, my feet were tired and I didn't want to walk all the way to the other side of the park for anything, so I settled for a pork burger (another favorite, but also not on this year's list). I ended up not trying anything from my list.
We love cream puffs!
We rode the sky ride to the other end of the park (got caught in a
shower while we were up there) and got our obligatory cream puffs. I
think this is the first time I've ever eaten a whole cream puff. We were damp and tired, so it was time to hoof it back to the car and head home. All in all, a fabulous time at the Fair.
I'm starting a new chapter in my life. Chapter 1 was a long one: Vet Tech extrordinaire, Chapter 2 was short: Tupperware Lady. Eleven years at Giggles for Chapter 3 was a pretty good stretch.
But I'm looking forward to Chapter 4. Back to my "roots" of veterinary medicine, but from a whole new side. My new title is "Equipment Sales Support" for a veterinary supply company. It's a company I enjoyed dealing with in my days of doing the ordering for the clinics I worked with.
Tomorrow morning is going to be tough though. It's been 12 years since I had a commute of more than one mile. I have to get up way before 7am (that's the worst part!), and I have to dress "business casual" - I'm not even sure what that is! Twelve years of wearing scrubs followed by "just no jeans or t-shirts" for eleven years means my wardrobe is somewhat lacking.
I'm not sure, but I think I'll have my own cubicle. I found a mini-orchid for my desk. People complain about the "cube farm" office, but it's so new to me, I'm looking forward to it.
You may have seen that I am starting a new job soon. I found a position at a company I used to deal with when I was a Vet Tech. I'll be doing sales support in the Veterinary Equipment department. In the time I've been away from Vet. Med, I'm sure there are a bajillion new pieces of equipment being used, so I'll have quite a bit of homework at the start. But I'm excited about this new job, although full time with a 25 minute commute is going to take a while to get used to!
The kittens are growing so fast, they're already 4 months old! The foster kittens are also getting in to the swing of things, pretty soon they will be busting to get out of their room and explore the rest of the house.
Katrina is teaching herself to play the ukelele, which is an adventure. So far she is playing by ear. I've ordered a book and CD for her to use. Hopefully, I'll be hearing a new song or two soon. Her trumpet lessons are going well, and I don't seem to have to nag her to practice as much as I did during the school year.
And once again, a kitten is climbing my bare leg as if it was a tree, so I've gotta run!
I sincerely apologize for my absence, but I've been busy: new kittens, gardening, LMS gigs, hand surgery, more foster kittens, and more!
The new additions are fitting in great. Their names: Augustus Waters and Captain Raymond G. Fuzzypants. Old Braxton is getting used to them, I even catch them playing together occasionally.
Gus on the left, The Captain on the right
The garden is looking good, the chickens are keeping their lawn relatively mowed. The raspberries are starting to ripen (yum!).
I'm knitting away on another super-awesome project. but it's a gift for someone, so I can't say what it is. I did enter a sweater in the State Fair. Judging is next week. I'll be sure to let you know how I did. (not good, I'm sure - my seaming is sub-par).
The new fosters arrived yesterday: mom and 2 babies. Mom is super sweet and purrs like crazy as soon as you come in the room. The kittens are about 5 weeks old, and crazy! In fact, one of them is climbing my leg right now! Ouch! Gotta go!
It has been weeks and weeks since I've been able to sit down at the ol' computer. The room was full of rambunctious kittens who would climb your leg in 2 seconds (it didn't matter if you're wearing long pants or shorts - those claws could penetrate hardened steel if needed!). So to avoid unnecessary lower-limb injury, we pretty much avoided the desktop computer at all costs.
But now the babies are all grown up, getting fixed tomorrow, then getting adopted out to great people. They were so sad when I left them at the shelter this morning. But I was strong. No tears were shed, because I know 4 of the 5 already have homes waiting for them. And the 5th kitten will get adopted lickety-split because he has such good manners.
The house seems so quiet without them.
Not for long because 2 little orange dudes are coming right back here to be ours forever!
I'm doing some experiments today. First and foremost, I'm composing this post on my handy-dandy tablet to see how it goes. Secondly, I'm doing a test-run with my yarn dyeing. At the moment, the mini-skein of yarn is soaking in water and vinegar. Let me tell you, the smell of wet wool and vinegar is not pleasant.
Last night LMS played at a benefit dance for a Veteran's organization. It was a good gig, we've done it twice before. I had a last-minute solo. Normally, this would rattle me, but last night it was fine because the solo was not on my trumpet. It was a whistling solo. Making the jump from trumpet to whistling isn't easy, so I'm not sure any sound came out for the first few measures, but by the end, I was cooking!