Laundry

Folding laundry
is
bemusing.

As I hold up
a
tiny onesie
or a toddler's
overalls,

It seems
impossible
that she was
ever
so small
or that he
should ever be so
big.

I'm Walking On Sunshine And It's Time to Feel Good

I don't feel particularly respected at work. Half the time you could just eliminate "particularly" from that last sentence and it would be accurate. Hell, at least a quarter of the time beyond that you could actually say I feel rather disrespected at work! What I do, because it doesn't actively bring money through the door, isn't valued by most at our company. I and the other admin folk have actually been termed "pie eaters" (as opposed to the professional staff who were called "pie makers").

I work for a planning and engineering consulting firm. I review contracts - which means I read them from a legal perspective, basically an inhouse paralegal kind of thing. (I was a legal assistant for over a decade.) I negotiate language with our clients to try to protect our interests.

We're a small firm and are usually subcontractors to larger firms that contract with state agencies, etc.. We bill our client, our client bills the state, the state pays our client, then our client pays us. Unfortunately, our clients sometimes sit on our bills rather than sending them upstream promptly; sometimes they don't even look at them for months. So, I crafted a bit of language that I try to negotiate into all our contracts that requires them to review our bills promptly and then submit them to the state promptly.

Most of our clients fight including the language. It can be an uphill battle for sure. But, tonight, I I was reviewing a contract between one of our clients and the state tonight. The client had negotiated my language into their contract with the state. You know you've written some good stuff when someone steals it for their own use.

A little respect is nice... even if it comes from a client and you wouldn't even know it unless you stumbled on it. I did stumble on it and - hey - I know it's a small thing but I'm flattered!

Dog Poop

May I vent rather crudely? Um, yeah, it's my blog, I suppose I can, huh?

GDMF SOBs that don't clean up after their dogs in public!! May they be doomed to spending an hour each day cleaning that poop out of all the little crevices in toddler shoes and clothing as well as car seats both bench and child. And then may they slip and land face first in some other person's dog's leavings.