The last two weeks of work have been horrible.
Mind numbing the phase that pops into my mind. Well, when anything pops into my mind – you see it’s a bit numb at the moment. Have you ever gotten to the point where words just bounce off your brain? It’s been happening to me all week. People will come up to me and start talking. I know they are talking because their mouths move and sound comes out. Just about the time my brain connects the fact that sound is words and that they’re trying to tell me something, they stop making the sounds. It’s at this moment that I know they’ve asked a question.
And I have no clue what they’ve just said because the words have been hitting that part of my brain that has been numbed by over use. They are just bouncing harmlessly into space having made no impact at all.
Some people might try a tactic at this point to save face by saying something like, “I’m not sure I understand the problem – could you go over that again?”
When I was younger and cared about what people thought about me, that’s what I would do. These days I either just admit my defects by saying, “Sorry my brain is numb and I have no idea what you just asked me.” Or I just head for insanity and reply with, “I wish I could answer your question, but I am afraid that aliens will eat my brains if I do.”
Either answer works, as the person trying to talk to me generally gives up and goes away.
I have been complaining about my work load to my co-workers and my boss. My co-workers are sympathetic and usually say something comforting like, “well if you think that is bad wait till you hear this …” My boss generally tries something like, “You know the plan is to hire someone to help you, next year.”
This is the point in weekly my weekly blog post where I’d write some clever transition or flourish some witticism at you.
But this week my brain is numb and I don’t have anything clever or witty.
So instead I’ll just end this post by showing you one of my coping methods – building things in my workshop. There is nothing quite like the sound of a saw slicing through wood to comfort the soul. Beating a nail to death with a hammer has the ability to reduce stress and calm the nerves. When I’ve had time lately I’ve been working on cleaning up my workshop. Here is a picture of my new lumber rack:
Here is the space I got back in my shop by moving all that lumber scrap out:
And finally here is the nearly completed deck. It just needs the trellis at the top finished:
Till next week,