When the dogs do find her…

Well, what a weekend. And topped off with a hell of a Monday. Actually the weekend began its roll on Thursday night with the discovery from a news show that the six, count’m, six smoke alarms I had in my house were utterly useless. Apparently the typical consumer smoke detector, the ionization kind, doesn’t do a very good job of detecting the type of smoke typically found in a house fire. In other owrds, in almost 100% of the cases, by the time the smoke alarm actually goes off (if it doesn’t melt first) your house is close to being engulfed in flames. This precipitated the expenditure of more dough than I would have ever thought could be spent on getting effective smoke and thermal detectors in the house.

That done, of course, the typical buyer’s remorse set in on Friday and Saturday. But I’m feeling much better about it now. I mean, can you really put a price on the lives of your family?

Sunday was a typical weekend day. Mowed half the lawn (there’s a good 2.5 acres of manicured lawn around my house). I’ll get to the other half next weekend. With as cold as it’s been at night lately, the first half won’t grow much, if at all, and this’ll be the last time I mow for a few months. YEAH! The rest of Sunday was pretty much just lounging around. Which is my favorite kind of day.

This all leads to Monday and me rolling into work to find my badge doesn’t work. A visitor’s pass and an escort to my office later and I find my network account doesn’t work. LOVELY! Turns out my contract extension didn’t reach the security people and they shutdown all my accounts. Thankfully everything was back in order by mid-afternoon yesterday, so all is good.

Today I’m catching up…or at least should be instead of writing this. Maybe I’ll go do that…