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I'm not sure which is worse--the dread and worry of not being able to find yur wallet, or the embarassment of realizing you'd walked past it a dozen times when you were looking for it.

This morning started somewhat better. Still foggy, almost raining, but I found and had everything I needed. New Boss was in being his usual idiot self funny this morning, and blowing off the "grow up and act like a boss" looks he was getting from everyone. Or he's really that oblivious, I can't tell. But twice in a week I've been *this* close to telling him exactly what I thought of him. And that would probably be bad. I'll save that for this winter, when at least one of the other grounds staff, maybe two, plan to be leaving; then I can explain to him that they're expressing "no confidence" with their feet.

Not sure what today's agenda is. It was too wet to mess with flower beds yesterday, and probably will be again today. May do some of the naturalized bulbs, those don't make as much of a mess.

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