New job: Becoming more fun and feeling just a wee bit less new every day. I no longer get lost on my way to the office kitchen, and that's progress. It'll take a few months to truly know what's going on, and everybody expects it. But I feel like I belong, I like the people. (I still do miss the former co-workers, but not the former work.) I went to lunch with the rest of our small land department and the company president the other day, and the prez also told me to get out and tour the projects and introduce myself to the guys on site. I appreciate that very much, as I've always said that everybody in a development company should get out and meet and greet the guys on the ground and walk the sites, just to know what the mountains of paperwork represent.
And we did have a story that I realized later actually relates to knitting. Not to get too technical, but a pipe ended at the end of a phase of a subdivision - right where the driveway of that last lot had to go. It wouldn't have taken much effort or money to put that join in the utility easement on the far edge of the lot when it was installed, but it didn't happen, and now it's going to cost more to extend the pipe so the driveway can be poured. And how does it relate to knitting?
You are knitting a very basic stockinette sweater in the round, and have to join another ball of yarn. Where would you rather put that join? (a) right in the middle of the back; (b) right in the middle of the front; or the easy, obvious option: (c) on the side, under the arm, where only the most nosy and critical officer of the knitting police will ever notice? Same thing goes with 12" water pipe. Don't end it where it's going to be a bother later. The utility easement (the equivalent of the underarm area) was not that far away. Planning where to place the joins looks better on a sweater, and saves time, aggravation, and in this case, money down the road. Duh. Utility pipes and knitting - a different skill set, and I don't claim to have any expertise in site work, yet the same logic applies. A few bucks saved taking the pipe only as far as absolutely needed to service that lot cost time and money later. So go ahead and "waste" a few feet of yarn to place your join where nobody will ever notice. The results will be far better. And there, I just linked utility pipes and knitting!
Happy, Happy News: My daughter passed her second board exam and is now a Board Certified Behavior Analyst, and has a whole string of letters after her name, and her earning power jumped accordingly. She already had several years of intensive experience, the smarts, and the Master's Degree, but those letters are what make insurance companies take the service provider seriously, and are thus extremely important. She's a fully qualified professional in her field now, and Mom is Proud.
She worked all day in an exhausting job with autistic children, got her Master's in the evening (graduating with a 4.0) and then took two grueling board exams (the BCBA first time pass rate is in the low 60% range, so passing it on the first try is no mean feat), while also raising a smart and rather demanding 2 year old. Damn right I'm proud of her.
And OMG it is raining and raining and RAINING here. I mean, rainfalls of 5 or 7 or 9 inches a day in some areas. My drive home has been an hour all week in blinding rain, but fortunately it's because everyone was being cautious, not for weaving around crashes. Baby is holding up just fine, and when the time comes, she will be replaced with another Subaru. I am now a loyal Subaru owner.
If this state wasn't just a big, thirsty sandbox, the flooding would be epic and all over the news. But it's Florida, so flooding is localized and all the rest of us are doing is raising a new crop of vampire mosquitoes that attack in broad daylight and listening to retention ponds and storm sewers full of screaming frog parties. It's still hot, humid, and buggy at nearly October. Our gorgeous winters are our reward for surviving May through October. Another month of hot, humid hell to go. Edit: According to the National Weather Service, my area has had 11+ inches of rain since Sept. 19, and the coast has had even more. We're all glad this wasn't in the form of a hurricane, but the rainfall totals are hurricane worthy.
And now, the most important update of all: How Are the Dogs?
Well, Murphy is hanging in, but slowing down mightily lately. He's on soft food and soft beds, and sleeps 20+ hours a day, but he still has perky "I've still got it!" times, when he walks down the stairs on his own, struts around the neighborhood, greets people, etc. He doesn't seem to be in pain, he's just...winding down. I am not on death watch or anything, but I can see that his time is approaching, gradually. He's deaf and nearly blind, though he still enjoys a good outdoor sniff he doesn't want to go for walks. I carry him most of the time. He does his business and is over it, and I pick him up. He's still a happy dog, but he's really an old dog now. 14.5 isn't ancient for a Yorkie, but he's been on borrowed time for over 5 years, so I'm just keeping him comfortable and indulging him as much as I can. He gets warm vegetable broth over his dinner now, so he can gum it at the consistency of baby food.
Sophie is fine, but as we are now in nursing home mode with dog treats, I'm paying extra attention to her teeth, giving her dental chews as treats, and taking her for walks without the senior. Mornings are slightly less hot and humid, and hope for actual morning walkies can't be that far away.