Hello, I’m back…

Today… after more than 2 years away from blogging and not much writing either I’ve decided to jump back in.  I’ve been doing that with painting the last few months too.  Writing and art… both good therapy and cheaper than a “shrink”… 🙂

It’s been a nutty 2 years, finished my Masters in Criminal Justice, my son started a business and then started work full time so I’ve kind of inherited doing what he was doing when I feel like it. Been to lots of cool places for craft shows, met lots of talented people and found a lot of very interesting things and more still coming.

My plans are to bring back my “Twisted Thursday” posts and add several other types such as: general posts, food related posts, fashion/makeup/nail care posts and maybe a few more.

So… I’ll be “seeing” you again soon…

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What not to do…

Writing 101, Day Sixteen: 

Today, imagine you work in a place where you manage lost or forgotten items. What might you find in the pile? For those participating in our serial challenge, reflect on the theme of “lost and found,” too. Imagine you had a job in which you had to sift through forgotten or lost belongings. Describe a day in which you come upon something peculiar, or tell a story about something interesting you find in a pile.

Oh boy, this one I can do …..LOL – not exactly as above but it’s about finding things that have been forgotten or old.

Several years and a lifetime ago (not really) I worked for an agency that was being sued. The owners did something that wasn’t agreeable with the powers that be, but without going into much detail it resulted in a lawsuit. We had to dig through mountains of information to provide the attorneys want they asked for (on both sides) going back even before the time in question.

I have been called a “pack rat” and this time it was in my favor because I knew where a lot of what was asked for was kept and why it was there. I went through months of this crap with answering questions and looking for information and answering more questions, even as to why I knew what I knew and why “things” were kept. Yes, “things” was a term used by the attorneys in the legal documents. Depositions, legal questions answered, information searched through, papers found, people contacted and on and on and on. This mess went on for more than three years.

Now when I have to look for something it really makes me beyond irritated. My patience is gone and I hate dealing with idiots more than ever. Some people will not listen to what you tell them no matter what and they think what they do is beyond reproach and nothing is going to happen.

I feel like there’s a book somewhere in all that on what NOT to do when you decide to make a change.