aaaaaaaaagh

My brain has been on overload for so long, that I haven't even felt like writing anything. I am having a hard time adjusting to the new King and princess that rule over me. I have totally lost focus at work and when I'm a t home, all I can think about is what total dipshits are in charge of me. Grow veggies for gawd's sake and have them fruiting,in the winter, by mid-April. These stupid shits don't have a clue.This time of year is prime time for greenhouse capacity with annuals grown for the parks and 3 shows needing bench space for the conservatory. These assholes expect me to grow a crapload of plants for some special project that the city taxpayers can't see unless they pay 20 bucks admission. I am soooooo pissed that if I weren't afraid of being fired or put outside, I'd go to City Hall and the media and let them know how their (and mine) tax dollars are being spent to make one egomaniac look good.
Not only that, but the King (who sahll remain nameless) said in an e-mail to some la-te-da Martha Stewart type that since he now runs the conservatory, he would like to carry her merchandise (including selling veggies) in our gift shop,since the shop carried tacky,dispicable merchandise..up until now.
Jeeeeesus, I would never say anything that uncomplimentary about the previous supervisor's choice of merchandise to someone in the departmen, let alone a stranger. This whole situation has made me dislike my job..and that gets me pissed because I love what I do. I just can't stand all the bullshit political grandstanding that goes on by people that are paid waaaay too much money and have way too much power.
Anyway, I must remind myself, that karma is a bitch,and his day will come. Meanwhile, I will be a good little peon and do as I'm told until such time my servitude is up.

No more

On this date 10 years ago, hubby and I quit smoking. For three years we were free from running to the store to get our daily fix. Then when my folks died in 2000,and we went out west for a month,we started up again. I grow tired of having to run to the store everyday,not to mention the health and economic effects of smoking,once again. So at 10.05 pm last night I smoked my last cigarette. This time there will be no drug to help me, this is sheer mindpower. I know what to expect,and what to avoid,so this will work.
One thing that doesn't work for me is cheerleaders. The last time I quit I remember the most irritating thing was people telling me how good I am being. I felt like a dog or a little kid. Therefore, I really haven't told anyone,other than hubby I'm quitting....they will figure it out soon enough when I don't stink anymore. If hubby wants to quit,he is free to join me...but I will not rag on him if he doesn't. He is an adult, he can make up his own mind. So today, I start climbing back up the cliff.

1607

Yeesh what a week.....I tried to have my mind set on positive when I headed off to work after the 3 day weekend. I would do my best to work with my new stupidvisor,and just do my 9 1/2 that I have left. But damn if she didn't stir the shit first thing Tuesday morning. I had just clocked in and was doing my morning assesment of the greenhouses when the phone rang. It was Her. Ugh....the head of Ops wants to put a display in the local home and garden show in six weekes and She wants me to find enough plant material to cover 700 square feet. That not might sound like much, but when its early winter and you only have six weeks, thats a freakin miracle to pull off. Local growers have just cleared out their holiday crops and are seeding for spring bedding plants, so they have nothing on their benches. The nursery usually orders little seedlings from specialty growers across the country for our crops,and the minimum lead time for an order with any of them is 10 weeks....they have availability lists of what they have on their benches after filling custom orders, but they won't ship to Ohio until Feb 1. All this has made for one of the most stressful weeks I have had in my 20 years with the city.
Not only do I face the problem with where the hell I'm going to get the plants, but also where I'm going to put them if I do manage to find something. We have 2 shows worth of crops in the houses and another show due in before the time the stuff for this Home and Garden thing would be out. Add to that the bench space needed for our outside park stuff that starts arriving the first of February ....it makes for no extra room. I have to plan where crops are going to go at least 3 months ahead of time, and now the new management expects me to find space that doesn't exist. Good God. Congrats guys...in only 4 days you have managed to make me consider a transfer for the first time in my career.
Anyhoo, by the end of the week things had calmed down a bit in Fraidyland. I basically hit the ping pong ball back to stupidvisors side of the table and she is now scrounging for the plants...heh-heh she never knew what hit her..I always could think 2 steps ahead of her. She thinks she's in control,but in the end..she is doing what I didn't want to do.She even offered to send extra of "her staff"(I bristle every time she uses that phrase-see previous blog post as to why) to help pot feed and spray the plants when needed. Therefore, I can go about doing what I planned for the month all along,working on the outside annual bedding plants.
Maybe this arrangement will work after all...hell it might even be a fun challenge to see how many times I can out think her.

A New Year

What a lovely 3 day weekend this has been. I could get used to doing nothing for awhile. Friday I went out,but most of the weekend has been spent inside laying around doing not much. Must be the gray cloudy days we've been having. Wow, when I think how bad last holiday season was in the financial department, I shudder. I have to thank my in-laws again for giving me a much less stressful year. My bills were all paid on time,I was able to buy some things that I wanted here and there, and we still managed to eat pretty good. Hopefully, this year we can save enough for a nice used motorcycle for the hubby and get at least my bottom teeth yanked.


Tomorrow the new stupidvisor officially takes the helm....I will try to be courteous and professional and save the insane laughter until she's well away from the nursery. Or as I used to say to my old boss, I will endeavor to perservere to please my master. (That line always cracked her up...oh how I'll miss her)My new boss seems to lack the sense of humor gene...not the only sense gene she missed out on either.(Be nice Fraidy..give her a chance)

I do like working with my new teammate,we get work done and still manage to have a good time,which is what it's all about. That and a paycheck.