Kick’n Back On A Friday

Regardless if it is Friday the Thirteenth today, it is, and I am happy that it is just Friday, the end of the work week, and I am ready to start my weekend with full anticipation of a great couple of days ahead. The week past was just as typical as the week before, with a few hick-ups that caused some excitement, but for the most part, I would call it a routine and typical one. Work was good as well, with about the same status as my private time, the same amount of excitement, but that quickly went into the “normal” class of “typical,” on the scale of “normal.” But the past week did have a moment of discovery. 

Going through my year end taxes, that evil part when the Government asks you to calculate all the money that says you owe it, and to make sure it balances out, I discovered an “investment” error from my former employer’s RRPS company that handles its “extended benefits” for us employees. The mistake came in the form of how much it took from my income as its allotted amount that is says it took for my long term “investments.” Sure, for most of you, 0.4 per-cent does not sound like a lot, but in the business of Corporations who are nickle and dimming their consumers, this is a billion dollar money machine game they play. As for my former Employer, I am sure they are in on it too. As far as my Government is concerned, who cares, it is not their money–I over paid. I phoned them on Thursday, only to be railroaded with long waits on hold, and the endless run around from the human voices on the other end.  Am I ashamed–yes–I am sorry I worked for these people now–they are lairs.

On a happier note, I got to see a natural spring, right near where I work, in an area where you would never suspect to see one.  I swore to the secret location, never to reveal it because it is on private property, and the owner says that the City has no ideas it is here. But it was amazing to watch it, as the water gurgled away into a little pond. The property owner says the water runs all year around, and never freezes completely in winter. This place, the Skeena Valley, is a geological treasure trove. It is unreal what lurks below our feet. To bad it was not a hot spring–free and natural hot tub! 

The main intersection of Highway 16, and Highway 37 saw some changes that people took notice this weekend. They are starting to clear out the trees along the main road and the Old highway, to make way for the “Round-about” being built for 2019. I asked one the Construction guys that works where I work, why cut the tree now? He said that it is due to clearing them with no nesting birds in the trees. They cannot cut down trees with nesting birds on them. So now is the time to do that. As a side effect of all these trees being cut down, are the people who scooped in to collect the wood for firewood for themselves. Apparently, no one was allowed to touch that wood, as that area is an active construction zone. Perhaps when people who live in Terrace see free useful items, everyone lays claim to it regardless of the legal issues–firewood being one of those. Anyway, enjoy the free firewood.

The weather is slowly becoming like what spring weather should be. This morning I did have ice on my windshield, so the nights are cool, but the days are getting nicer. I suspect that this weekend will have an ice-cream stop in it too, like last week. Wearing shorts, is back too–a good sign that winter is long-gone. Overall, I think during my holidays, I will swap my winter tires over to summer’s. Sigh.

Well, time to do some real work now. Happy Friday the Thirteenth everyone—err TGIF, I mean! LOL

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