Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Tonight I'm on my way home to celebrate with my family. I feel a little guilty leaving Ray and his parents though. Originally his parents were supposed to go up to Long Island to visit his sister and their other relatives, but had to post pone their trip due to medical issues. I didn't feel bad leaving Ray at the farm alone - I like to give him a little reality check once in a while of what it's like to take care of all the animals alone, but now I feel little bad about leaving his parents.

Oh well, I'm on the road again. Of course not with out the usual strife at work.

Yesterday was particularly stressful. My boss has hardly been in the office since about two weeks before his son was born and is going on vacation again to Key West the beginning of December, so it's not like he'll be back any time soon.
In a half assed effort to still keep new business coming in, he crammed in a bunch of appointments this week. He even has his wife helping him with the estimating, the only part of his job he has left since passing off every other responsibility to me and his dad.
Last night, just before I was leaving he had and appointment with his favorite decorator - some chunky broad, who in my opinion, judging by the work I have seen that she has done for him previously, I am not impressed. I don't know what it is about the 'South', but they seem to be a little behind the times, if you know what I mean. So he was meeting with her and a new client, to go over changes she wanted to make to the house design. Before the meeting I just happenned into the conference room and noticed that the blueprints were on the table - how convenient. When the boss showed up ten minutes before the meeting, he was already in 'a mood.' That means half-way to tizzy town. He made a big stink because the client was two minutes late (that's literal) and the decorator was five minutes late, even though he himself - in the next room - was ten minutes late because he was on the phone. .
So far, not so good.
When he sits down at the conference table he realized that the plans on the table are the originals, and there had been changes made to them that were not shown. I don't handle the blueprints. I don't know how to read them and basically they don't have anything to do with my part of the job, so I really don't pay any attention to them. However, since I was the only punching bag around, I had to bear the wrath for not having the new prints on the table. I actually felt a little embarrassed for him, and the clients, from the way he was acting. He insisted that I get his dad and the superintendant on the phone immediately and they produce the new prints - pronto - no matter where they were or what they were doing. It was ten minutes til five o'clock, before I picked up the phone I knew where they were and what they were doing, they were on the way home, like I should have been. After several minutes of ranting, and LOTS of expletives, they decided to make due with the old prints for the time being.
When I came in this morning, I told 'dad' about the night's events, since the blueprints were his responsibility. And he said that he had spoken to the 'boss' that night. Apparently the revised prints were in the boss' office, unbeknowst to him and I. Now, he insists that someone put them there, I guess either last night or this morning. Lucky for us, he has 'things' to do today and won't be back in. Things being a cut and color from his favorite stylist down town. He gets his hair highlighted more than I do, according to his mother he's been graying prematurely for quite some time. Just before leaving, he asked me for a check, his favorite salon is only accepting cash and checks now, not credit cards, but quickly changed his mind. He decided it'd be better if I call the salon and make arrangements to bill the company, since he thinks it's a write off anyways. He also thinks his dry cleaning, groceries and many trips to the liquor store are write offs too. So he had to run out to his hair appointment and I'm pretty sure he and his wife are having massages today also - must be stressful with both of them out on maternity leave, but he did send me an e-mail saying 'Happy Thanksgiving' - back at ya.