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 208 - There is no ME in MEA

Daily Kup (My Life Living the Dream)
A day with two cranky children can be awfully long. With visions of forming happy family memories, I took them to pick out a pumpkin or two for the new photogenic front porch. They kicked pumpkins and poked each other with squash. My daughter has developed a fear of flowering kale. I trust this will form an indelible memory of some sort, though not what I had originally envisioned. Some therapist will one day be able to buy a boat.

It was fairly cold today so not much painting was done. I did reassemble a screen door and installed a new wireless garage door keypad. I'm looking forward to a warm and sunny day tomorrow.

The day in a nutshell:

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