Well, I am up and at 'em again. I just need to consolidate a few things, move a few others, and "Poof!" finish a project. When I was cleaning yesterday, I found the blackened bit of plastic that I wedged into the hole in the window sill. In some years, the bit of plastic keeps out some of the dirt that blows up from the ground beneath the window. This last time, not so much. I left it there as a reminder to show the new manager what happens in my world. No previous manager has cared that dirt literally blows into my space or that this happens every the wind blows strenuously (which is often) and in more than one window, The windows came this way. Could it be time for new ones? After all, reusable plastic bags will probably disappear at some point. Then, how will I keep the dirt down to a thin layer in my windows? Oh, yeah. I could patent just the right product and make gazillions upon gazillions of dollars for my little invention. Or, not. Heigh ho, heigh ho, it's off to move those things I go...
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)