Bandmasters and Bad kids
Knowing my wife reads my blog, it makes it an interesting prospect sometimes when I use this journal to share my feelings on thing related to her. But, she seems to respect it as a forum for my feelings, so it's not too much of a gamble I guess, as long as I don't go airing dirty laundry.
The wife is off to Fort Smith this week for the American Bandmasters Association convention. This is something I normally do with her, but due to work and financial concerns, we thought it best that just she go this year. It's kind of like work for her, as she goes to workshops, seminars, etc. Me, I usually hang around the vendor booths and sample fundraising food and pick up flyers and the like from all the displays. This saved her the trouble of having to do it all herself, and then she hits the highlights I've chosen later.
The drawback to this is that she will be gone until Saturday, and I've already been missing her horribly the last few days, as my work schedule, and her schedule have conflicted so much that recently we saw eachother for 15 minutes in a 48 hour period.
I enjoy spending time with my wife, and not having her here is saddening. However, when we are together, I don't think we take enough advantage of it. We both get kind of lost in our own little worlds, either on the computer, or television, or reading, or work related things, or reading the Bible. So, sometimes, even when we're together, we're apart.
Memphis was a welcome change to that pattern, where we spent every moment together save restroom visits.
Some of my readers may be confused by the two new links on the left side of my blog. As I mentioned in my last post, I am supporting President Bush in the upcoming election. However, I also feel that the Libertarian candidate deserves a look, and to be heard, as I think he offers some very fresh perspectives to the issues at hand.
Moving on to the rest of my day today, I went to work for my weekly "Staffing Team" meeting, where we, the front line staff, are brought in at an inconvenient time to let the administration folks hear our opinions on the patients' progress based on our fourty hours+ week spent with them. Then, after carefully listening to our input, which they could have easily read in our charts and daily communication log, we are summarily ignored, and they make decisions based on their own opinions, usually formed from 0-1 hour of weekly contact. So, imagine my delight when we were summoned from the meeting to respond to an irate patient at the house. The patient was unable to be verbally de-escalated, and had to be personally restrained. In the course of the personal restraint, he managed to land a fist solidly to my chin. It hurt for a little while, but is fine now.
My dilema now is that my boss wants me to press charges against the young man. He said it's up to me, and I don't want to do it, but it was obvious my boss would prefer that I did so.
This kid has already had a hard life, and the thought of sending him back to jail just doesn't sit well with me. I don't think I'll do it, but then I fear my boss will think less of me.
The highlight of my day was my friend Dale and I went to see The Bourne Supremacy. Whew! What a great flick! I still prefer The Bourne Identity, but this one was just as exciting.
Now, with the house to myself, I'm watching the Phillies and Marlin(s) and trying to keep myself from getting super bored. Thanks for all your input and support, blog readers!