Sunflowers And Insomnia

 My little volunteer sunflower is fully open!  Isn't it cute?   Like I said yesterday, at least I have something growing...

On a similar note, I bought ingredients to make pesto, which I'm going to try to do this weekend.  I think I should have enough basil to get a batch, and Gemini says it freezes well, so I'll have some to put back over the winter.  

In other news, I got my little gnome returned to the UPS store, and I went ahead and did my shopping while I was in town.  The only problem with that is now it feels like Friday.   It doesn't help that insomnia hit hard last night and I probably only got about three hours sleep.  

Let me give you a picture of what goes on in my head when I'm laying there unable to sleep:

I wonder who invented butter?  Let me ask Gemini.

*Opens app*  Who invented butter?  Oh, so butter was round when Jesus was here.  I wonder if he ate butter on his bread.  I wonder if Jesus likes butter.  

Then I got up and killed a massive brown recluse in my kitchen, so maybe I shouldn't have asked...

Oh, and I keep forgetting to tell you the good news.  After nearly seven years -- seven years-  they're finally building bathrooms on the production side of the plant. It's about blinking time!  Ever since they rearranged the plant, those poor folks who work on the line closest to the back wall have had to walk nearly half a mile just to go answer nature...I mean, walk to the bathroom and back to their line it's nearly half a mile.  

For reals.  I was down one day waiting on work, so I checked with the pedometer on my phone.  But that's when they were much less uptight out there and you could do such things. By the way, I don't think they brought in any new hires this week.  At least I didn't see any.  Even Demi-god said if they don't stop making up all these rules, they won't have anyone to work there, especially not after they get all those plants open in that new industrial complex they're building. 

I don't remember exactly who they are, but they had the groundbreaking a few weeks ago.  It's a development company that buys land then builds facilities to lease.   The plan is to build 14 of them, which will bring a lot of jobs and a lot of choices to the area.  If the powers that be out at the plant don't figure out that the secret to attracting and retaining quality employees is to make the place less horrible, not to double down on how awful it is out there. 

We on the floor have a saying, "Sixty two can't get here quick enough!"  

I reckon that's all I have for today.  I might try to go to bed early.  I never seem to succeed, but I'm going to try anyway.