Looking Glass

 This last week I did go into a SeaMar clinic in Tacoma (near my job) to get a TB test...the final task of my new employment, other than negotiating a start date with the director. I have never had this test before, which consist of a few minutes of time and a nurse shooting a small amount of liquid under your forearm skin. Thee days later you need to go back and have a nurse see if you've developed a lump on the site. If so, something is not right. My mark went away within 24 hours, but I still needed to go to the clinic for a reading. I was able to do this in the clinic of  my new employment, here in Olympia.  My friend Angie checked the site and afterwards, being one of the managers, had a nice conversation with me about the pending job. She explained one of the primary roles is being a leader to the staff and she told me of the autonomy of the position, and office tasks. Leadership is a main characteristic they sought.  A few nights ago, I composed my...

  This is not going to be a pleasant blog post, so you may want to go onto the next blog of choice.  Saturday is usually a day of errands for me, and like many, this Saturday started out with being paged at 7:32 am, called upon to solve some problems with scheduling and staffing client shifts. At 10:41 am, most of the problems were solved, although I still had an evening shift to cover Sunday pm. Many calls were made to many care givers for help with the staffing, and only a small percent returned my calls. After all, it was 98 degrees here in Western Washington and that was probably a primary reason for the lack of return calls.  When the meat of my morning had passed, I showered and dressed to head on my way to accomplish something on a personal basis. The list of errands was on my mind and my territorial map was drawn in my mind in order to be strategic with my driving.  First was a bank stop which was handled via the drive thru and I quickly hit the freew...

 Tuesday night while at my Toastmaster's meeting, I had to step out of the room to take two "on call" calls. They were easy, though disruptive. Then my personal phone rang and out of the normal brush off, I stepped out of the room to take the call. It was Sean, the Director of the SeaMar Clinic of where I interviewed two weeks ago. I had basically written the interview off but he called to offer me the position of Front Office Supervisor, of which I had applied. I was stunned and gracious.  We made arrangements for my time to be at the clinic Thursday morning to complete some new hire paperwork and background checks. I was above cloud nine but kept my mouth shut to anyone else.  When I got to the car after the meeting adjourned, I felt choked up and called my daughter in Houston. I had to tell someone! She put me on speaker phone so her fiancé' could hear as well, while I made the announcement. My daughter was especially thrilled because she has been around enough ...

 Why on earth is it a Saturday morning and I am up at 5:45? I am not on call, so I don't know why.  But, here I am with my new laptop sitting on my covered patio, listening to the rain and watching the gray give way to my view. I sit with my hot coffee just contemplating...oh oh...contemplating...we know what that means. Here comes a post about who knows what. (Smile here, or leave the page quickly...your choice.)  My day yesterday was out of whack, since my lie of oversleeping and placing a call to my boss at 8:10 reporting this. I called my co worker as well, per his request, as he was at a doctor appointment. (Salt to the wound/lie.) She laughed and said, "No worries. Take your time." Of course I did, I had an interview! Guilt added to my guilty conscience.  The interview went well but I have no inclination how far into the running for the position of Front Office Supervisor I am. I am not a good judge of these circumstances and I wouldn't be surprised...

 I have not heard a word or seen an email since my application packet was forwarded to the hiring manager at Work Source. That's OK. I am sure they have tons of applicants and I am not holding my breath anyway. No stress or worries about it...que sera, sera. (yes that is how you spell it...I asked Wikipedia...smile here.)  Out of left field a few nights ago, I received a message from a good friend and she said another friend of mine was working at a clinic that was looking for a Front Office Supervisor. I contacted the friend and she told me about the position and forwarded my resume onto the clinic director. She suggested I fill out the on line application as well.  Before I had that process completed, the director had left me a message and we played phone tag for a day. I called him this morning and he did get my completed application and set up an interview for tomorrow morning! What the hell? I can't believe that two friends told me of jobs a...

 I am sitting outside on my little patio admiring the view with my laptop at hand. I was paged at 5:40 AM this morning to a call from a care giver unable to make her shift today. Of course, that is way too early to make calls for a replacement, so I went back to sleep and started my day at about 7:45 AM. So much for sleeping in, (frown here.) I eventually handled the scheduling problems by placing several calls and disturbing other employees. It's a wonder any of them like me at all.  After a long time of  working on my laptop with my remote connection to the office computer and tinkering around on my social media sites,  I went back into the kitchen for another cup of java. For some reason, I looked up and saw the shading of a snake inside my large kitchen light. After I verified what it was by staring and cringing at it for a while, I texted my landlord/friend, KP.  "OMG! There is a snake using the kitchen light as a heat lamp!" Her text repl...

 So here I am, sitting on my porch with the new laptop on my lap. This is enjoyable; sitting here, looking at the view straightaway and having a cup of java, (I am out of wine.) I am not in my bedroom/office plunking this post out. The evening is quiet, calm and not too cold. I must say, typing is a bit different and I am learning how to not have the heel of my hand hit the wrong buttons. I guess these last two years have been a continuous program of learning new things. I guess that's what keeps us going, right? I really dig this mouse to touch screen mechanism immensely. I still have much to learn as I was used to operating my lil' ole' desktop pc.  Now I have three devices to manipulate...the challenging desktop, the new laptop and my new cell phone that acts as a computer if needed. Maybe I will become too connected...smile here.  I have not talked about this circumstance yet, but, the job I applied for is with the county Work Source office here in Oly...