Turn the page.

Wine always brings out the writer in me (in my mind anyway).Whether I am pissed at life or feeling amorous I always feel like blogging. So here I go:

I have heard over the years that if you live in the past you are suffering depression; in the future you are prone to anxiety. So in an effort to be normal I have chosen to embrace today.

Some may see changes in my interactions others may not. No matter, I have enjoyed getting to know a number of individuals and have forged friendships based upon commonality. As I grow through life I will forge new friendships and some will fall off the radar…so to speak.

I have spent a lifetime trying to find the right fit. I believe I have found it in a new company and a new outlook that I will speak of in future blog. In that blog I will discuss the HR experience but do not expect me to speak ill of the company.

So stay tuned,

Shit, BTW Happy Birthday Susanne!!!!

Later

Never too old to learn something new.

Been a while but here goes.

Life has been run of the mill for the past while, Olympics have come and gone and now I can get back to regular life. We did manage to take in some of the events and pavilions. Vancouver absolutely rocked.

During the past month my run has been uneventful except for one particular evening. I did my drop in Kamloops and then shot down to Kelowna for my second drop. The road down is a bit bendy and although you can fly down it you really should not.

When I arrived at my drop I asked the receiver if I could drop the trailer and he said so long as the product is still upright it would not be a problem. I, in amazement asked, "really, how does someone actually have the load move around on them?" He said it happens from time to time.

I opened my back doors to hit the dock and to my surprise my load had shifted. For the next three hours I had to re stack 1000 cases of pop, you know the fridge size. That is right five skids, 200 cases per skid at about 10 lbs per case. In all about 10000 pounds of pop.

I was choked. Do you think anyone would help me....no. I muttered and cursed but in the end I only had myself to blame. Why should they help me....they are the client...I messed up. So the lesson I learned was to slow the F*** down. If the sign indicates 60K in a curve and you are blasting across some uneven train tracks, do less than it indicates. What is it going to cost you in the long run.

So I continue to learn and had a great high rep low weight work out.....oh the muscle tone.

Later.