Puddle Jumper

It’s just been a pleasure coming to work this week. *heavy on sarcasm* Thankfully it’s finally Friday (though our ‘think tank’ is on the fritz yet again) and between the firm talk I had with myself regarding the necessity of continued and steady employment, and the promise that a pain pill would be promptly swallowed to induce don’tgivearatsassitis should the need arise, I am present and accounted for. Not that negotiating a trail to my building has been a cakewalk. For months now, two entrances have been walled off thanks to our continued renovations but the last few weeks have found yet a third opening a veritable obstacle course as we totter our way across the lawn vainly striving to avoid globs of mud and puddles on the sidewalk along with the acorns and dirt mounds on the grass thanks to the men and bobcats digging trenches and laying pipe in this area. And I'm wearing my stone-hued slacks today that now feature several suspicious symmetrical stains at the bottom. This leaves the fourth entryway that this morning featured a lovely cascading waterfall dripping down on unsuspecting visitors. Though aesthetically pleasing, I’m guessing they were less than thrilled that we require an additional hygienic shower before tending to their school-related needs. After all, cleanliness is next to godliness, ya know. I had hoped this would cut down on all the nagging whiners streaming into my office all week, but this tenacious bunch have shown fortitude and dogged determination and unfortunately have not been deterred by these varied obstructions blocking their path. And it’s raining this afternoon so those puddles will be muddy lakes by 5 pm. Though I long for a much needed respite this weekend, I've got a relatives wedding to attend Saturday and your faithful reporter plans to relate all the gory details next week. What a bumpy start to the insane fall semester!