Exhausted would sum up how things are looking as the weekend approaches. Projects are being accomplished at the station, but for every two things that go right, about one goes wrong. Jim refers to it as “putting out the fires.” That’s a head on the nail analogy. Whatever the problem is, whoever it is, it’s important and must be solved at that moment. We try, and often we succeed. Also wears us out.
I have been running into a wide variety of people from my days of parking. Oh the parking ramps… How I do not miss thee. The people I do miss. Mindless conversations about baseball, blue music, places we have been to in the world, and the endless stories about customers who would come through the booths. Truly the perfect college job, but those customers were something you had to shake off at the end of every shift. I miss the folks. I do not miss the job.
I finally picked up new strings for my bass today. Spent a nice, happy time working the frets tonight. My fingers are going to have to readapt.