Wow, crazy busy week. I’ve been infested with bosses at work, and caught up in Olympics at home. You can hardly blame me if I choose to work and not get fired in lieu of updating once in a while.

I chauffeured my client-boss, his boss, and my counterpart from Texas around all morning yesterday. These are the people that I directly report to—and I only see them once a year or so, if that. Sounds like not much fun, but I do love to show my site off, and to have them to myself to give my opinion of sites without other people’s interference was great. I could show them places where things were going on that I may or may not approve of (although it was all good this time). I feel that it’s important that these people making the big decisions and parceling out the money for us actually have a grasp of our physical site, and of the people doing the work.

I do love being a tour guide, and I’ve been a part of this project so long that I feel sort of proprietary about it. I think they were rather impressed that I could rattle off site history as we drove by; I hope it makes up for my being a dunderhead regarding documents and regulations. But, after all, I am the field representative, not a document reviewer or a regulator, so I am just doing my job.

It’s like showing off any project you’ve worked hard on; it’s nice to have it admired once in a while. And admired by the people who sign the checks!

Chris and his girlfriend were on their way up to Nevada last night, and blew out a tire on the trailer. The new trailer, yes. And the other tire on that side was bubbling. So Cowboy had to send a tire guy two hours up the road to get them on their way, and he’s going to have a talk with the trailer salesman about what kind of quality they’re using. He had planned to switch the tires with Orca, the old trailer, because they’re 14-ply and these are 10-ply. He didn’t have time, but I guess he’ll make some now.

Cowboy’s getting the rest of the apron around the barn/shop poured today. It’s been all summer without siding on the two back sides, due to lack of a sidewalk under it. He’s finally slowed down a little on commercial work, so he’s getting the barn finished and bringing dirt in to raise the level of the arena. For someone used to taking the summers off, he sure has worked a lot this year. He’s kept all of the boys busy, and we haven’t even got to our own stuff yet. We’ve got a goal of getting the arena put up and a horse barn built by fall. The cotton comes out for the last time this year, but I don’t think we’ll be getting the pasture fences up any time soon. Next year is good enough for that.

Later today is what will probably be the last group luncheon before the other office closes next month. We’ve been having them every couple of months this year; it’s going to be very weird without those people here. I have to give up those two orchids, which are currently decorating my desk.

As things get more determined in the reorganization, it’s becoming clearer and clearer that I will indeed be the only client representative left on site all the time. The other two had good intentions of coming down a few days a week, but that’s already going by the wayside. Good. I don’t want them breathing down my neck, and there’s nothing they can do here that they can’t do remotely. I’m really the only one that gets out and kicks dirt.

Too many bosses spoils the internet surfing!