Jip probably should be the one writing this post--after all, it was his Manic Monday. I'm not sure whether he was singing The Bangles song in his head today, but from what he told me when he got home, he should have been singing it.
One of the ships that is having a little work (well, maybe more than a little) done right now is causing Jip and the rest of SRF some grief. Nothing seems to go right. Things break. Things don't turn out like they should. People don't communicate. People lie (maybe mislead or guess, but I think most of the time it is lie) about work that is done. It just seems to be one giant headache.
Today, the headache probably could have been minimized to a dull annoyance, but when Jip came home, it was a full-blown migraine. Poor Jip--some leadership-types decided at lunchtime today that ALL officers should attend a personal readiness training that afternoon. No warning. Just ordered to be there. Now, when you hear personal readiness, what do you think of? I thought of disaster preparedness. Jip thought of that as well as having your will and power of attorney complete, your finances squared away, and your family care plan filed. Well, it was none of those things. Jip and company wasted an afternoon in training about sexual assault prevention and other topics unrelated to having your affairs ready in case of an emergency or sudden deployment. I guess sexual assault prevention is a type of personal readiness--maybe you ready yourself to fend off would-be attackers? Anyway, while Jip and the officers overseeing the headache project as well as a few other projects were attending the training, problems escalated. I had called Jip in the middle of the afternoon to discuss the grocery-retrieval plan for the evening since we didn't get to make our usual run due to our baseball game trip. When Jip called back after the training, he said he had to take care of a few things at the office and then would be home in 45 minutes. An hour later, Jip had to just get up from his desk and tell people to call him. He hurried home, continuing to take phone calls. He made phone calls on the way to a quick dinner. He made phone calls on our way home from the quick dinner. He made phone calls while I was grocery shopping. Finally, at 8:15 pm, he made his last phone call of the evening. The crises haven't been averted--it sounds like they were postponed until tomorrow when people are there to deal with them. He mumbled something about sense of urgency, or lack thereof, at one point. It sounds like the Navy way and the Japan Master Labor Contract way of doing things headbutted today and the MLC way (we'll get to it when we get to it) prevailed. But, I'm sure that is only temporary. The Navy-types will be back at the helm (nice Navy term, huh?) tomorrow and the operational tempo will be typical Navy and the SRF folks will find a way to catch up.
Thankfully, the kids' and my day was far from manic. We (I guess I should say "I") had a nice chat via Skype with my parents. RJ crashed in the big red chair this morning while I was chatting--he was so tired. This afternoon, we dropped off his pre-school application--last year people we knew who went on the waiting list for pre-school in March were called in September. So, we're hoping we have the same kind of luck and RJ can start pre-school for 4 hours a day, 2 days a week this fall. If RJ doesn't drop his afternoon nap this summer, we'll be crossing our fingers for morning pre-school. But, if we aren't so lucky and have to do afternoons, we'll make it work--I need RJ to go to pre-school!! We also hit the playground, as it was a beautiful afternoon and called out to be enjoyed.
This is our last week of swimming lessons. I was hoping Jip could come to a lesson tomorrow or Thursday, but tomorrow is definitely out due to the migraine. Hopefully Thursday will work--I know RJ would be thrilled to show Dad his skills. And, I'm hoping that a little Dad encouragement will make RJ try very hard, which will curry some favor with the instructor and she'll give her blessing for RJ to move into the pre-school level 1 class this summer. Plus, Dad could take some pictures! We haven't had swimming lessons pictures since we left Virginia!!
That's about it this evening. More tomorrow!