Another One

There I was at work, just a working away, when right before lunchtime, there was a commotion in the plant.  "What's going on?" I asked.  That's when I saw him.   The cleaning man with his little bottle of spray disinfectant.  

One of my particularly outspoken coworkers stopped and asked him where they'd sent him to spray.  He told her, and my first thought was my good friend who works over there, where he said he'd been spraying.  I messaged her and asked if she was OK, and told her I'd seen the man with the spray bottle.  She replied that it wasn't her.  She was fine.  

Shortly after I got home, another coworker messaged me and told me who it was.  But still, that's three in three days.  Just at the plant.  The health department puts out daily reports, and statewide, we're averaging 3000-4000 cases per day.  I won't post the stats here, but you can easily find them on the Health Department website.  In fact, if you're into stats and charts and things, they've got a ton of interesting information on the site.  

In other news, they had a meeting for those who weren't here the day they put us on water restrictions.  I sure wish I could have gone to that meeting, just for the show.  Why?  Because a Particularly Outspoken Coworker was in that meeting.  If we scared the HR lady the first time, whoooo boy!  Well, it was even better than I'd anticipated, because there was only one of the HR people in this meeting.  Particularly Outspoken Coworker said, "Are you here by yourself?  Because I'm fixing to wear you out!"  That, my friends, is exactly what she did. She raked that poor girl over the coals!  She fussed about the water rations, about them not having a sanitizing crew any more, about the stupid clear backpacks we have to carry...Rumor has it, that HR person was about to cry.  

I'll bet it was glorious to behold!

After work, I'd planned on spreading some grub killer on my yard, but didn't quite get to it.  I'd bought it Friday, but decided to wait until the girl came and cut my grass.  She couldn't come Monday because it was raining, but she was able to make it Tuesday.  OK, I'll spread it Tuesday when I get home.  

Alas, it was raining Tuesday afternoon.  It had pretty much stopped by the time I got home, but I decided to wait until today...only....

it came an absolute gully washer.  Nope, won't be no insecticide spread today.  

I came home and practiced my piano instead.  I've decided to set aside my Schaum and Aaron books until I've finished the Alfred's book ...again.  Reason being, I'm finding myself playing super fast, rushing to get through all the songs I'm working on in the limited amount of time I have.  Once I'm done with Alfred's level one, I'll go back and start Schaum and Aaron over, and work my way through them.

Honestly, I don't know if I'm going to stick through the whole Schaum course.  Reason being...well, look at this.

That's the Schaum on the left, Alfred's in the middle, and Aaron on the right.  Do you see how much smaller the music is in the Schaum?  They put a note in the front of the book that they'd consulted an eye specialist who told them using smaller music will sharpen a child's visual acuity.  Maybe they believed that back in 1945 when the first edition of this was printed.  Even so, once you've passed 40 years old, your visual acuity is beyond sharpening. 

It's hard to see, and these are simple songs.  I can't imagine trying to play some of the more complex stuff.  I have two levels I already bought (but I didn't buy the primer), so we'll see how it goes by the time I get to the end of those.  

I'll let you know, but now, I'm going to try to get to bed early.  

Stop laughing.  I really am. 

Stop that laughing!  

Before I go, just one last song: