Friends and Kitties!
Sheebie here, and I'm finally ready to talk about the horrible day I had at work last Monday.
Generally, my work day is quiet and routine; I'm basically there to monitor an automated system, and react to any unusual situations. For a water treatment plant operator, a boring day is good one, but then there are the non-typical days...like Monday...when I had to shut the plant down. On purpose.
The treatment plant out at Lake Mead is over forty years old, and periodically it needs repairs that can only be accomplished without water in it, and I was the poor sod who had the shift doing the shut down, where I encountered Murphy, many many many times.
First, as soon as the last raw water pump went off the entire computer system crashed, due to a bug in the calculations that the scurvy knaves in I.T. were aware of and failed to pass along. Myself and the maintenance crew ran around like crazy people getting everything shut down locally, instead of from the control room. I.T. got us up and running in a few minutes, but it was butt-puckering until they did. Fortunately where I work it's copacetic to offer feedback...
This is filter #9. You can see there's a piece missing--this is one of the repairs that was scheduled.
This was not.
Filter #17 was the second thing that went wrong, and the genesis of the rest of the entire crappy day, because we weren't able to isolate the leak effectively and ended up draining things that needed to stay filled and filling things that should've stayed empty. There was a whole host of other things that went wrong as well; the day was ten hours of unrelenting awfulness. Everything was under control by the time I left--Murphy had evidently left the building--but I don't think I've had such a stressful day in a long time.
So it was wonderful to have 60-degree windless weather on Tuesday and get out for a nice long bike ride! I took a few photos of the trail; I did eight miles and I can tell I'm getting into shape because the hills are getting a lot easier.
This is halfway down the mountain-ette, facing West.
And from the same spot looking East and down the rest of the hill, going towards the Park. The elevation change from top to bottom is over 400 feet so it's a sizable hill; a blast to coast down and a bear to pump back up! I only had to stop and rest twice this time, there's a couple of really steep sections towards the top that are killer to get over. Soon...
This is one of the brand new sections of trail just past our house; since there weren't any lines painted I rode all over the road in a fit of rebelliousness.
Nothing like beautiful blue sky to erase all my cares!
Which will be returning--guess who gets to restart the plant this coming Monday?
Happy Sunday--Have a Better Week than Me!
XX Sheebie XX