Thursday, January 21, 2021

It Seems To Be A Running Theme..


I am embarrassed to say that ever since 2021 has started, I am having a very difficult time getting myself motivated to do much of anything.  I don't want to get out of bed in the morning, I really don't want to go to work and I am not really interested in dealing with other humans.  This surprises me because although I don't love work (who does) and on numerous days it annoys me beyond compare - I don't really (really) hate it.  When I am in a bad mood, it doesn't really worry me.  I usually chalk it up to everyone has a bad day and move on; but my bad days seem to be running into bad weeks. I'm not quite sure how to put a stop to it.

I can't really pinpoint what my issue is, I don't think it is one thing in particular - I think it is general apathy.  I know many are suffering from depression and isolation with the current state of the world.  People have lost jobs, they cannot see their family members and they generally don't feel comfortable being in groups.  Restaurants are barely operational, you can't go to the movies and even if you could, there is nothing to see.  Some gyms are open (barely), but most are still closed.  It is cold and dreary and gets dark before I even leave work for the day.  I feel stupid for being so down when I am fortunate enough to still have my job and haven't suffered any financial problems from the pandemic.

This is a new and unfamiliar feeling for me and I don't quite know how to shake myself out of my "funk".  I'm sure I am not the only one feeling this way, but I am just ready to feel like myself again. Let me know if you have any tried and true remedies to put yourself in a better headspace - I would love to hear what works for you.

Sorry for the depressing post; until next time Nutties!

Tuesday, January 19, 2021

Back After Three-Day Weekend


No, this post isn't about another visit from our favorite bear, Yogi (click here for recap), but I, for one, have been missing his visits.  I hope he is okay and just enjoying some well deserved sleep and slumber (yes, I am jealous).  Maybe he will be back to visit once he gets up from his "long nap".

I forgot to mention last week that The Nuthouse would be closed on Monday.  Martin Luther King Day is a national holiday, so we were closed.  I enjoyed my three-day weekend immensely.  I started a new book and watched some TV....yup, my life is VERY EXCITING!

On my way to The Nuthouse this morning, I stopped and picked up some donuts.  Now, I love donuts as much as the next guy (glazed and jelly), but the main reason for my purchase was to see if The Boss is still holding firm to his New Year resolution of eating in a more healthy manner (click here for recap).  I was the toast of The Nuthouse when my fellow employees saw that magic donut box of goodness as I walked in the door (I was a couple of minutes later than usual).  The Boss didn't even mention the sweet confections in my hand - he acted like he didn't even see them; but that would soon change.

As the morning went on, he made a few more trips to the kitchen area then usual.  I thought it a bit strange, but didn't think much of it until I noticed that the box that once held the last two glazed donuts, was now strangely empty and no one other than The Boss has been near by.  Could this guru of health and wellness be sneaking donuts in the darkened kitchen like a crack-addict on the corner?  Although I can not prove a thing, I think my hypothesis is correct - he is a donut sneaker!  I dare him to speak to any of us about eating healthy...if he does, I may have to inquire about where those two missing glazed donuts (one was calling to me from the kitchen) actually went.  

Have a wonderful week and don't worry we will "talk" again soon!

Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Tuesday Is Monday's Ugly Sister....


I thought this week would get easier as the days progressed, but Tuesday came in like a dark cloud.  I think I am in a rut - the weather is cold and it is dark when I drive home and dark when I get up in the morning.  I think sometimes it just makes me a bit depressed.  

When I arrived today, it was good to see Frack swimming around his tank thoroughly enjoying his mere existence.  As you might remember, he had a roommate named Frick who met his fish-maker a while back.  I have considered getting Frack a new partner in crime, but considering how The Boss views our mascot, I think bringing another fish in will push him over the edge.   I fed Frack and noticed that I will need to clean his tank again soon.  I will have to schedule it when The Boss isn't around so I don't have to hear him complain about the noisy fish tank again (click here for recap). 

I noticed that Wayne had had his stitches removed and is back to full duty (click here for recap).  Wayne being back to full duty is both a good and bad thing.  It is nice to have him available, but when he is available, you never know when he might hurt himself again.  I have considered purchasing one of those signs where you record the number of days without an accident  but I think that would offend some people here in The Nuthouse.  Truth be told, I don't think we would ever see a number above 20 as long as Wayne is employed here.

The Boss is still on his canned tuna kick - the office now consistently smells of tuna.  I guess tuna is high in protein, but tuna out of a can cannot be very tasty.  Speaking of becoming a better version of yourself for 2021 - I joined Beachbody over the weekend and last night was my first workout.  I am embarrassed to say that every part of my body is sore today!  I haven't mentioned it to anyone at The Nuthouse - everyone is too overwhelmed with The Boss' new fitness regimen.  He never misses an opportunity to discuss his new eating habits or plans for exercising after work.  Lord help us, it's like he has found Jesus, but "exercise Jesus".

The Boss' "friend" came in today; you remember, the guy who "plowed" us out three days after the snowstorm (click here for recap).  Well, you will never guess why he visited...yup, he was looking for payment for his wonderful work!  The Boss asked me to cut him a check - let us hope we don't get any more snow this season because my world would be complete if I never saw this a-hole again! Don't worry, The Boss made sure he was well aware of his new interest in eating correctly and exercising.

Well, that wraps up Tuesday in The Nuthouse.  I hope you week is going quickly and you are as happy as Frack is swimming around his little two-gallon tank.  Until next time....


Monday, January 11, 2021

I Love When Others Adopt New Year's Resolutions!


Happy Monday Nutties!  I know I was a bit quiet last week, but admittedly, it took me a bit longer to get back into the swing of things after our extended holiday than I expected.  On top of  not really wanting to be back to work, I had to finish up the year-end crap.  Let's just say last week was life-sucking!  But, on the positive side, it's over now; I have closed out 2020 and am moving on to 2021 full force!

As expected, The Nuthouse is as crazy as it was in 2020 (I don't see that changing anytime soon).  I have noticed that The Boss has adopted a new routine of attempting to eat healthy.  Keep in mind, he always stated he was active but I am not quite sure doing what. For this new year, he has also started watching what he eats.  It's loads of fun!  He makes snide comments to others who are eating something that he deems "unhealthy" or repeatedly states, "oh, I shouldn't eat that, it isn't really good for me".  Today, I walked into his office and he was sitting at his desk eating tuna out of a can with a plastic fork.  I think he may have opened it in his office and didn't even drain it - no mayo, just a tuna can and a fork.  For god sake, even my cat Milo doesn't eat out of a can!  Get a plate man, you're not an animal!

I have a feeling 2021 is going to be a long year for a number of different reasons. Keep it tuned here for all of the shenanigans!  Until next time!

Monday, January 4, 2021

Now I Have to Get Used to Writing 2021

 


Happy 2021 Nutties; I'm back and by 9 AM it felt like I didn't have a day off!  Gotta love how The Nuthouse never changes!  I hope your holiday was safe, fun and Santa brought you everything you ever asked and dreamed of.

I actually wasn't totally dreading going into the office today (I know, right?), but as soon as I arrived, the sensible me took over and I wanted to go running for my car like my hair was on fire.  The Boss was already there when I arrived; this didn't surprise me considering this insane man came in to The Nuthouse on Christmas day (click here for recap).  I really am beginning to think his family is as annoyed by him on a daily basis as we are....that's fine honey, just go check on the office on Christmas morning...don't worry, we will wait until you return to open presents and have breakfast....INSANE!

Some funny (and not so funny, but totally understandable) things occurred to my co-workers during our time away.  Drew and his family cut their own Christmas tree this year (click here for recap) and when they brought it home, they also brought home an infestation of some sort of beetle.  I guess they cut it down and once it was brought into a warm environment, the critters started waking up and moving about.  At first, they found a couple of bugs around the house and didn't think anything of it.  As the day progressed, I guess it was like a scene from the bible - they were everywhere.  He says when they were decorating the tree, they didn't see anything out of the ordinary, but by that next morning, all bets were off - the beetles outnumbered the humans 100-1.  I guess they were lucky that they didn't get a squirrel in it like the Griswold's did in Christmas Vacation.

Once they determined the tree was patient zero, the tree, ornaments and lights were deposited outside so the wildlife could be free.  I guess on New Year's day his wife bundled herself up and removed the ornaments and lights from the beetle tree.  Needless to say, Drew now reports that they are in the market for a realistic looked artificial tree for next year.  His wife said that a real tree would come back in her house again, over her dead and rotting corpse.  I'll have to find out where my Mom got her new tree and pass the information along to Drew.

Now that story was an unexpected one - funny, but unexpected none the less.  This next one, didn't surprise me in the least! If you remember, there was going to be a big Christmas Eve event at the church that Mike and Wayne attend (click here for recap).  Well, from what I can determine, the event went well and was quite lovely.  The problem occurred when someone decided that Wayne would be the best person in the kitchen after the event.  I guess after then event, they had everyone come to the back area of the church for coffee, donuts and bagels.  Here is where the problem started; by putting Wayne in the kitchen, near sharp objects (knives), you were asking for a disaster - and a disaster they got.  Wayne was in charge of cutting the bagels and during the preparation he proceeded to slice his hand wide open!  He arrived at work this morning with his hand so bandaged up, it was almost half the size of his head.  Clearly, this man is dangerous to himself and those around him.  He really needs to be in a bubble for his own (and the worlds) protection.

He says it is healing nicely, but he still needs to keep it wrapped and clean until the stitches are removed - so Wayne will be on limited duty in the warehouse until he visits his doctor again.  This man has been on limited duty longer than he has been on regular duty since joining The Nuthouse.  I try not to be around him too much - it is just too dangerous! 

It's great to be back (insert sarcasm here) and I'm sure we will continue to pick up right where we left off in 2020.  Until next time Nutties!

Friday, January 1, 2021

Welcome 2021 - We Are Happy To See You!

 


Happy New Year Nutties!  May 2021 bring you health, happiness and prosperity.  I look at it this way, it definitely has to be better than 2020 - am I right?? Fingers crossed!

I have a few more days remaining of my holiday break and I am taking full advantage of it; sleeping late, eating junk food (because I am going to start exercising again in 2021) and enjoying lots of extra time with my furry boyz.  As I have mentioned before - Cooper loves it and Milo is really tired of seeing my face.  All is right in my little world!

My parents called me last night to wish me a Happy New Year and the area around their home sounded like a war zone.  Fireworks are legal during certain times of year where they live and with this year being so shitty, I think many, many people were ready to celebrate 2020 being kicked to the curb.  My Mom texted me this morning and said the noise only got worse at they approached 12 AM and continued at full speed until almost 1 AM.  I'm glad poor Cooper didn't have to be subjected to all that noise - he hates fireworks.

Enjoy your long weekend and I'll be back for Nuthouse news on January 4th!  Happy New Year!

Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Did You Survive December 25th?

 



Hello Nutties!  I know I said that I would probably check in during our extra-long holiday break and I am surprised as you that I am writing so soon.  Needless to say, the insanity knows not the date nor the fact that I am on vacation, so I will jump right in. 

Christmas day in the Northeast did not see "normal" December temperatures.  It was over 60 degrees and we had rain - a great deal of rain.  Remember how we had snow - a great deal of snow not so long ago? (click here for recap).  Well, that snow is now gone and has been replaced with standing water and mud.  

The above weather factoid brings me to my first instance of insanity that I have encountered since starting my holiday break.  On Christmas morning (yes, Christmas morning), I received an email (I guess I should thank my lucky stars that it wasn't a phone call) from The Boss.  He was writing to tell me we had received a great deal of rain and the pond on our property had overtaken its banks.  The following things were uttered by me (out loud) while I read this email.  Number one - no shit Sherlock, I heard it rain all night too.  Number two - why the hell were you at The Nuthouse on Christmas day?  Number Three - why the frick do I care that the pond has filled up and overtaken its banks.  Why, why, why does he feel the need to tell me everything?  I took a deep breath and responded to his email (it was Christmas and I was being nice) and said that I would be stopping by the office next week and I am sure the pond will have receded back to its normal banks by then.

I spoke to my parents via Facetime on Christmas and they are doing well and remain COVID free.  It was a fairly normal conversation and everyone was fully clothed (click here for recap) - it was a Christmas miracle! They too had warm weather and couldn't believe that our temperatures were so high for Christmas day.  We caught up with the news around their town - increasing COVID numbers, people who were having large gatherings for the holiday and my Mom's latest trip to the casino (news flash - she lost again).  It's nice to talk to them even about trivial things and I miss having them around for the holidays!

That brings us to my trip to The Nuthouse today.  When I arrived today, it was at the same time as the mailman.  Now, I haven't discussed it, but our mailman is not the most personable person in the world.  I thought maybe it was due to the holiday and being so busy, but I am beginning to think he is just a cantankerous bitch all the time.  As the mailman exited his vehicle, I said hello and asked what he was doing here.  He ignored my question, proceeded to huff at me and hand me a huge pile of mail.  I was confused, but thanked him for the mail and reminded him that we are closed until January 4th.  He looks at me and sarcastically says that it would have been nice to have been told this information because he has been coming here each day and no one is available to take the mail.  I reminded him that we discussed our closure on December 23 and December 24 when he delivered.  The angry look he gave me could have stopped a train - he then said that I never told him we were closing.  Clearly, I am surrounded by incompetence (I told him not once, but TWO DAYS IN A ROW).  Now remember, you never want to piss off a postal carrier - they don't call it going postal for nothing!  Instead, I just smiled and sweetly, but with a bit of sarcasm, said that he was right, I probably didn't tell him on Wednesday or Thursday when he delivered, but luckily now he is aware.  Then I wished him a Happy New Year and skipped up the walkway to the front door.  I swear, I think I heard him talking to himself as he was heading back to his mail truck.  I better make sure I am not around in case he comes back.

As I balanced the leaning tower of Pisa sized pile of mail I received, I checked out the pond.  It might be more accurate to say, I looked at it from the walkway considering it was so muddy with all of the rain.  From my vantage point it looked fine and had not overtaken the building or parking lot - so no worries there.  I entered the building and said my hello to our mascot and gave him some fish food.  I also turned off many of the lights that The Boss must have left on during his Christmas day visit.  I opened the door to the warehouse and turned off that light too.  At least The Boss learned his lesson about walking around the warehouse in the dark (click here for recap) - now, we just have to make sure he turns off the lights when he is finished.

Well, I'm going back to my vacation with my two furry boys.  As you can imagine, Cooper is loving having me home; Milo not as much!  Hopefully our next interaction will be on January 4th.  Happy New Year everyone!