Lisbeth is faced with decisions

So, you know how people say they going batshit insane? I am there. I am in Batshit, IS (that’s the official postal abbreviation for the state of Insane) (admitted to the Union in 1836, but you knew that, right?), doing anything to avoid working on the actually-needs-to-be-done-ASAP project that necessitated purchasing both Adobe InDesign and the Entire Chalet Font Collection. Need it within the next week? Umm, okay, what’s new on Boing Boing? You mean you want it before I leave for Florida on Thrusday? La la la….not listening!
I just really, really don’t want to go through all eleventy-bajillion pages (um, okay, fine. 136 pages, but still…) fixing all the issues editing had with it, and also fixing all the font issues (did you know that just because the fonts are named the same doesn’t necessarily mean that InDesign will recognize them as the same font? Me neither! Bah!). Don’t we have someone to do this crap?

Oh, you mean that $750 you pay me (after deductions for my shiny new 401k, my insurance, my unreimbursed-medical pre-tax savings account, taxes, medicare, blah blah blah) every so often is to compensate me for doing this drudgery? Are you sure? There’s no one else we can pawn it off on?

Fine. I’ll do it. I won’t like it though. And I might have to go whine about it to someone (or the internets or something).

A disturbing report from, of all places, Glamour magazine:  The new lies about women’s health

I’m wouldn’t be suprised if there’s a little hyperbole in there, but despite that possibility, I’m concerned.  Go read it.

I went to see a friend of mine today. The official reason was to help her with some computer/internet-related issues, but we had lots of fun. After we worked out the internet stuff, she and me and her two boys went to Chuck E Cheese’s for lunch (I should mention that this made Seth insanely jealous). That’s always fun, I think, since it seems like I always find a way to play a little skeeball. The lane I played today had an awesome malfunction: after nine balls, it stopped keeping score (or dispensing tickets), but it didn’t stop releasing balls to you. I played for 5 minutes on one token! That rocked.

I haven’t had time to visit with her for almost a year, and so I hadn’t seen the boys either. They’re 4 and 8, so the changes since the last time I saw them were remarkable. The youngest has shot up like a beanpole, and his speech is resembles actual English (as opposed to his toddler interpretation). The older one, who was already a pretty big kid for his age, is jus a big ole’ bear of a little boy. It’s almost unbelievable. Except, of course, when I stop and remember that they’re kids, and one of their primary jobs is to grow up. It just makes me feel old to be so very aware of that.

I started a new project.  You can read all about it here.

Where I work, I’m sort of supposed to be the person who knows the product inventory. I’m the person they call to say, “Hey, does this set work with this activity pack?” In order for me to answer that question, I need to have a substantial inventory of product at my fingertips - not out in the warehouse or in storage in Timbuktu. Unfortunately, I don’t have this right now, mostly due to a lack of suitable space to keep everything organized.

A while back, I asked for what I call a teacher cabinet. Really, it’s a metal storage cabinet, similar to this one. It was finally delivered on Wednesday, although it wasn’t pre-assembled. So, I had to go get it, and I’m working on putting it together. The back, sides, top and doorframe are all together. Getting them that has not been fun. I still need to put in the bottom, and then hang the doors. Then, I’ll need to put the handle/locking mechanism together. Finally, I’ll put in the shelves, although I suspect those will be the easiest part of the asssembly. Once it’s all together, I’ll shove in into my office, and begin to fill it up with sets and activity packs and teacher guides and reference books. Wooo! I’ll finally have a product library!