Inklings is in a town about 175 miles North of here taking care of one of her nieces that is in a hospital there. That leaves me and the CAT in the house. The cat spends the majority of her time yowling and looking for Inklings. Last night she was looking all over the house for her and finally came over and looked in my lap---yowled and went over to the place Inklings usually sits and yowled some more.
The garden has gone nuts---well not nuts---but it is producing a lot of veggies right now. I picked 15 beautiful tomatoes yesterday and gave some of them away. I have been pigging out on them but can't keep up. I gave all of the cucumbers away and will pick the beans today. I don't think there will be too many beans but there for sure will be some.
I went to a retirement party yesterday for a woman I worked with for over 19 years of my career. She is one of the people that I have always been amazed with the amount of work she could do in a short time. I was talking about it with one of my other co-workers yesterday and we agreed she worked easy---she was just able to get an awfully lot of work done and nobody really noticed it...THEY'LL NOTICE IT NOW...I ASSURE YOU. She will be missed a bunch---mostly because the people employed there don't have a clue what she does---or how to do it. I know what she does and how to do it because on another Forest I was responsible for most of her duties. I hated doing that part of the job. There was a woman from the Regional Office at the party and she told me she is terrified with the added workload of teaching someone else how to do all those things.
HOPE SHE HAS AS GOOD OF RETIREMENT AS I AM HAVING.
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That's cute that the cat misses Inklings. Does Inklings know how long she will need to stay?
Now I am wondering if anyone will notice when I retire.
Nene--Sticks will be back Friday night and then maybe she will know a little more. I think she is coming home for Saturday and going back Monday but don't know that for sure. Looney--I had lunch with some of the people that used to work for me. One of them told me that when I retired he was mad at me but now he hates my guts. In this case it was because of who replaced me. ;-) My guess is you'll be missed---and maybe hated too.
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