I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 93 - Expectation Krusher

Daily Kup (What I Did On My Reality Vacation)
The great garage reclamation continues. We hung the shop lights that had been in a box for ten years. We discovered that whomever had done the electrical work was not familiar with grounding. Or using more than one screw to hold a fixture into the ceiling.

Retreating to rethink the wiring problem, we installed the bike racks and then insulated the water heater for good measure.


Pearls Before Swine

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