Cripes, wudda day,,,

I know I have stated it here a time or two: My biggest fear in life is losing my mind. When I was a wee snap, getting my mind in a whirlwind of input, one story struck me sideways and HARD. Flowers for Algernon. If you have read it, you know, If you haven’t, quick synopse: Scientist finds a way of making people into instant geniuses (sp?) First subject is a labrat named Algernon, second subject is the key character of the story. Sadly, the ‘Fix’ is temporary and the ‘fall’ is worse. From super genius to drooling vegetable.

And today was one of those “Am I losing my marbles?” days. A week or so ago, I put up some poles inside a building and yesterday “the ol man” went and put up the wire. I had made the gates for the openings. I set the danged poles so I knew what the openings were.

Apparently not: the one double gate was a foot shy of the opening. I swear as God as my witness that I set those poles, checked the width no less than three times but can recall five, and yet somehow when they went to put them up, WRONG SIZE. How those poles went a foot wider in a week, I have no idea. I even asked the guy there helping me that day if he recalled what that opening was and he concurred “72 inches”,only its now 84,,,,

To ease my mind, I am going with the ‘I switched parallel universes sometime between then and now”. The other option of “I’m going insane” is not pleasant at all.

Anywhoos,,, I made new gates from the measurements handed off to me, the ones I had made can be used elsewhere since they are a common size (and why I am dead certain I didn’t screw this up: I was setting them to something we use all the time.)

but there have been a few too many of these “Oopsies” lately and I ain’t likin’ it one bit. Perfect I ain’t, but I am not this much of a goofup either.

But starting here soon, I have three gate controllers that need installed and while I am not in control over “WHAT” gets installed, I am THE installer and will need to keep me head on straight. All three corporate types, two of them being around a county jail. THAT ONE,,, Thats got me a little frazzled since I have not one clue WHAT the Bossman is ordering, but I fear it won’t be right. This whole job has been one big SNAFU from the start (and even Son of Bossman is shaking his head at how sideways it has gotten.) and those powered gates are fixing to be the filler of a shit sandwich. And I won’t be allowed to focus ONLY on them, I will have to keep wearing my other hats as well.

yeah, feeling a little whine in the air tonight. Maybe I just need to take a vakay and see what happens while I am gone,,, LOL Yeah, that’ll fly,,,