Tuesday, October 8
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gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Lovely weather for the most part, though it got very windy in the evening.
Last night there were outrageously beautiful and mobile Northern Lights. I love being able to see a good night sky from our own yard.
I felt like I needed to talk to some other people from pottery again, as we've had generalized conversations about needing to set some boundaries as far as how many people we can have using the studio, how we will decide if we have room for new students or not each year, setting limits on class size, etc. I also think it's time to have some very real framework for what an "instructor" actually is in terms of ability to make decisions (like adding new classes and new students, making changes to the studio, whether or not they can expel a student, etc.).
In the "old days" an instructor named Gunver more or less became the pottery studio's dowager empress, and ruled with an iron fist, and no one dared question her. This woman S, believe it or not, was one of the people who had some success in making changes, and now it would seem, she is well on her way to becoming the new "mad queen" who cannot be challenged. I would like a framework in place that prevents her from having that kind of power, and clarifies that she SERVES THE STUDIO, not rules it.
So I talked to a woman who was until recently the president of the craft center (which the pottery studio is part of), and she at least will entertain an email from me outlining my thoughts. She agrees with me on a few points I've made, and while we're not sure how to proceed, this is where we will start. She's not on the executive anymore, but she has a lot of understanding in how things work, and how to do them properly with the right approach to people. She's got the people skills that I lack.
Roxy seems to be doing well with eating and pooping and general energy levels. I am now mentally reviewing some of her behavior in the weeks before we took her to the vet, and at the time I did think she was uncomfortable, but I chalked it up to her knees. It was things like extra licking, some restlessness, a bit of general anxiety, things that didn't seem like ILLNESS, but because they built up gradually I guess I got used to them. Lots of dogs get a little more anxious etc. when they get a bit older.
Her behavior in the last few days is a lot more comfortable, an overall more relaxed presentation, a lot less licking, and sleep that seems more restful. I'm glad she's feeling better, but I also feel badly that I didn't take her other behavior more seriously.
This is the thing with animals, is that they can't just say "wow, my stomach is really bothering me" they just seem "a bit off" until the symptoms are more obvious.
My husband got home right after work, and started mowing the horse pasture. It's a rough mower for sure, but it's clearing all that tall grass and the saplings that have cropped up. It doesn't need to look like a lawn.
I went to see River, and chatted with R for a short while about her husband K's feelings about being in that calendar, and she conceded that perhaps that calendar really is kind of a "gay pride" thing to some extent, but the whole thing is just silly. I don't think anyone is going to make any assumptions about K based on his involvement. Hey, nothing wrong with being an ally.
River was very low energy today, though he was trying to go along with what I asked of him. He was very relaxed about the big "snake", and did well on several things we did.
When I was heading home, the wind really picked up and it was oddly beautiful driving home because it was like driving through a wind tunnel filled with golden leaves.
I got home and my Sweetie continued to mow until it was completely dark. I was surprised that he would keep mowing with that wind, but he really wants to just be finished and not drag it out.
We also brought the area rug back inside, and it does look cleaner, and it smells better, for having been washed.
I made supper, and when he came in we watched an episode of "Justified".
Lovely weather for the most part, though it got very windy in the evening.
Last night there were outrageously beautiful and mobile Northern Lights. I love being able to see a good night sky from our own yard.
I felt like I needed to talk to some other people from pottery again, as we've had generalized conversations about needing to set some boundaries as far as how many people we can have using the studio, how we will decide if we have room for new students or not each year, setting limits on class size, etc. I also think it's time to have some very real framework for what an "instructor" actually is in terms of ability to make decisions (like adding new classes and new students, making changes to the studio, whether or not they can expel a student, etc.).
In the "old days" an instructor named Gunver more or less became the pottery studio's dowager empress, and ruled with an iron fist, and no one dared question her. This woman S, believe it or not, was one of the people who had some success in making changes, and now it would seem, she is well on her way to becoming the new "mad queen" who cannot be challenged. I would like a framework in place that prevents her from having that kind of power, and clarifies that she SERVES THE STUDIO, not rules it.
So I talked to a woman who was until recently the president of the craft center (which the pottery studio is part of), and she at least will entertain an email from me outlining my thoughts. She agrees with me on a few points I've made, and while we're not sure how to proceed, this is where we will start. She's not on the executive anymore, but she has a lot of understanding in how things work, and how to do them properly with the right approach to people. She's got the people skills that I lack.
Roxy seems to be doing well with eating and pooping and general energy levels. I am now mentally reviewing some of her behavior in the weeks before we took her to the vet, and at the time I did think she was uncomfortable, but I chalked it up to her knees. It was things like extra licking, some restlessness, a bit of general anxiety, things that didn't seem like ILLNESS, but because they built up gradually I guess I got used to them. Lots of dogs get a little more anxious etc. when they get a bit older.
Her behavior in the last few days is a lot more comfortable, an overall more relaxed presentation, a lot less licking, and sleep that seems more restful. I'm glad she's feeling better, but I also feel badly that I didn't take her other behavior more seriously.
This is the thing with animals, is that they can't just say "wow, my stomach is really bothering me" they just seem "a bit off" until the symptoms are more obvious.
My husband got home right after work, and started mowing the horse pasture. It's a rough mower for sure, but it's clearing all that tall grass and the saplings that have cropped up. It doesn't need to look like a lawn.
I went to see River, and chatted with R for a short while about her husband K's feelings about being in that calendar, and she conceded that perhaps that calendar really is kind of a "gay pride" thing to some extent, but the whole thing is just silly. I don't think anyone is going to make any assumptions about K based on his involvement. Hey, nothing wrong with being an ally.
River was very low energy today, though he was trying to go along with what I asked of him. He was very relaxed about the big "snake", and did well on several things we did.
When I was heading home, the wind really picked up and it was oddly beautiful driving home because it was like driving through a wind tunnel filled with golden leaves.
I got home and my Sweetie continued to mow until it was completely dark. I was surprised that he would keep mowing with that wind, but he really wants to just be finished and not drag it out.
We also brought the area rug back inside, and it does look cleaner, and it smells better, for having been washed.
I made supper, and when he came in we watched an episode of "Justified".
