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Being a bit undisciplined today. For a change, I went beyond regular mail
and update browsing, and I got sucked into trawling through the
by now extensive list
of "daynote" pages. As luck would have it, most sites contained both lengthy
and interesting material. So, well, that was the morning -- pouf!
I should be writing. I will be writing. Ergo I write this
to warm up my fingers. Actually, part of the morning went to visiting the
building "caretaker" office -- Hmmm, I wonder what the current politically
correct term is these days? Domicile Maintenance Technicians?
Apartment Environment Regulatory Staff? Tennant Care
Supervisors? Anyway, I had this list of things that have been
taken up before, but about which little seems to be happening, plus a few
new issues that needed attention.
The building where we live is a large E-shaped, (mostly) 8 floor block, built
in the heyday of cheap construction in the 70s. It is not the worst example
of the times -- in fact, in many ways it is not bad, and upkeep is halfway
decent. A cursory glance by vistors invariably elicits positive comments,
both on exterior and interior...
 -- Exterior view of yard. Therese cycling.
However, the cheap and sparse use of materials (often plastic) does create
constant problems, and there are growing concerns in various places about
mold, inadequate ventilation, thin walls, and erratic heating in winter.
And of course, one must nag to get things done, and put up with both staff
and other tennants who at bottom simply don't care.
It does not take advanced calculus to figure out that the greater the proportion
of people who don't care, the less fun the environment becomes.
But as I say, there are worse places to live, and it is unlikely that we
will live here indefinitely -- life is too full of change and sudden
opportunities.
Anyway, I look at the time, and it is soon lunch. Therese will be home from
school, expecting at least some attention. The cats are in the hall, but
will come charging out as soon as I leave the office here. I had better do
some serious writing while I can.
Go with the flow... Serious writing took over, and I worked practically non-stop
all afternoon until midnight, which in this case meant considerable verifying
of functionality and dialogs in Outlook as well. You think you remember
how something was, but really it wasn't like that at all... Or it's
click instead of right-click, or it was there, not there.
Or you can't find it at all, despite having had it in front of you just the
other day. It's all in the details.
In the midst of it all, the Outlook online help system went to la-la
land and could not find a single help file apart from the "how
to use help" booklet. The index search pane came up totally empty and even
refused to allow any search entry. I tried Word's help. Same problem. I closed
and restarted the Office apps. Nothing. I closed apps and windows down to
bare desktop, restarted Word and tried the online help. Still nothing. I
rebooted the system. After that everything worked normally. Makes you wonder.
A quote sent by a friend, taken from a national tabloid:
"Politics is the art of stopping people from interfering in things
which concern them."
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The
update-link (above) points to where I last added
some text, which should simplify your keeping up to speed. Of course, this
assumes I remember to move it, and you may still have to scroll back a bit
and see if I've updated more than once since you last visited, but that is
easily done.
LeufNet
-- Exterior view of yard. Therese cycling.