Just got back from taking the kids to Wednesday night kids church stuff. They get 2 hours of worship, teaching, fun and then eating. They are not forced to go at all. I don't believe in forcing people, even kids, to go to church. It doesn't work and it can actually turn people against God, which is something I certainly do not want to do. It's a 2 hour reprieve from endless questions, noise, screaming, fighting, horseplay, etc. on a weeknight. And the lady of the house isn't feeling well so that makes it even more of a plus to have them somewhere else.
No, they enjoy going tho for separate reasons. The oldest is into the Lord as well as the play and eating, the youngest? Not so much about God, but the playtime and the eating at this church are pretty good. They have an amazing youth program. I do not much care for that church for it is too big and you get swallowed up in a mass of people who I don't know. Didn't care for the version of meetings they had, I would have to try another one.
Anyway, it was raining when I left for Arkansas this morning and it rained almost all the way up there, then it stopped maybe 5 miles out from the plant. I hoped it would stay, my hopes were dashed. It was all wrong. There was a train blocking access to the building, number one. That happens frequently enough, but this train didn't move. It was just sitting there for who knows what reason. You would have to walk about 400 feet down and then that far back to get to where I needed to get: the air pressure control valve and a manager to sign off on it.
But it was odd to begin with. There was a trailer dropped right there next to the delivery shack.. It wasn't one of our trailers and I had to do some serious maneuvering to get my truck into position. Not a big deal and then I found out the plant was trying a new grade of glue out. A faster process, allegedly, they can make the plywood faster with this glue. That is, if it works out. So, they had hooked a line up to it and were running off of that trailer for little spurts here and there and then today was the day they were going to check the finished product. It's from the same plant we load at now, it wouldn't change anything for us if they switched over.
I managed to hitch a ride all the way around. In fact, the gentleman took me all the way into the plant on a golf cart and very close to the manager's office - who wasn't in there and took a while to find him. The golf cart driver has been working at that place for 43 years! He said he has less than a year til he can retire at 62. I said I had less than 6 months but don't plan to retire until 65. I don't know if that's really going to be the case, it's just a loose guesstimate and knowing I can get on medicare.
But the part that really was not pleasant? It started pouring rain. I mean, a heavy downpour The valve to hook the line up to to offload the liquid from the trailer to the plant is directly underneath the trailer. You have to get on your knees to open that valve, which takes 62 turns and to hook up the line. Yea, well water was pouring down my back while I was doing that. My upper body was drenched and butt was wet and eventually, my entire body. I think the worst part of getting that wet is having wet socks and shoes.
The rain continued until I was done offloading, tho it did subside a little when I was unhooking the line but I was just getting even more wet doing that. I was not a happy camper and I had forgotten about replenishing my shirt, underwear and sock supply from the last time this happened. When I finally got home, I just went straight to the shower, kicking the dog out in the process. The lady of the house had let him in because it was pouring rain, but he was on my bed. I do not allow dogs on my bed and I can smell the pee in here. I'm going to have to use the carpet cleaning machine on everything and wash everything, I don't know where, exactly, the deed was done. This is why he is not allowed in my room anymore when I'm not here.
A grown adult dog, never had this problem until they got the puppy. She comes in here and he marks where she's been. I'll have to get a giant crate for him for winter time I guess. Those are cheap - not. Great Dane size is $300 and up.
Because of the rain going up AND coming back plus horrid driving conditions, ie: people who have no clue how to drive in wet weather, I really didn't watch any news today. I guess I'll turn that on now and see what's up. I have no energy left right now to be using a carpet cleaning machine for probably 40 minutes to do everything plus putting everything in the washing machine, just gonna have to wait until tomorrow. If it was late enough, I'd just go to bed right now, but alas, it's only 6:00 pm, far too early for bedtime.
I take that back, someone mentioned a shooter in Dallas, I'm not very far from there, 157 miles, so I did look at that briefly. A person in an apartment had opened fire on illegal immigrants at an ICE facility, no ICE agents were harmed, I think they said 2 people were killed but I haven't followed up on that, one moment....
Ok, they are surmising ICE agents were targeted and considering the left' hatred for ICE right now, that seems quite plausible. The left is fomenting this violence whether they want to admit that or not. They wonder why ICE agents wear masks and this is exactly the reason why: they are being targeted at their homes and now even at their facilities. Ahh, they are showing what appear to be sniper rounds with one of them that says "ANTI_ICE" on it.
Oh here's a goody! The Justice department has until sometime next week to bring charges against Comey - former FBI director, total @$$ and a complete jerkoff - for lying to Congress while under oath giving testimony. Remember, this is the dude that thought 8647 was a joke. This was a Trump hater and instrumental in this Russian collusion hoax and yes, people, it is a PROVEN hoax now, there is no doubting it.
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Many hours later and after watching Kimmel giving a non-apologetic apology, it's time for bed. Democrats - inciting people to do things they might not otherwise do. I'm getting tired of hearing it. As for tomorrow, my day off is no longer a day off and I have to get up at 5 am.
Goodnight.
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