Bad day?

Here I am at my desk at work at the absolute stroke of 10am. And I am just dying to be somewhere else. Anywhere else. Considering I didn't stroll in until 9am, it is going to be a long day.

I actually like work where there is something to do, but I don't really have anything at present to dig into. I've already had a long week with 2 presentations on Tuesday, and a 4-6pm IEP meeting last night (Wednesday). There's been other stuff, too, but those were the most gruesome events. I just could not get up this morning, so I came in late to compensate for the excruciatingly long IEP meeting yesterday. Schools aren't in session yet, so we are available to attend their inservices, but the ones in Creston today aren't really relevant -- like bloodborne pathogens. And to make it all worse, my "playmates" Sandi and Sherry are both out all day. waaaah!

So I just took a break to do some work (wow!) and then decided to call IPERS to get another estimate of my retirement big bucks. Oy Oy Oy Vey. I don't know which is worse -- to be a relatively informed and intelligent person so that I can easily detect how much the person is trying to fob me off OR to be a gullible and trusting person figuring it will probably be okay.

First of all IPERS cannot calculate what my benefits will be if they use the top 5 years instead of top 3. They also cannot tell me how to calculate benefits so that I can do it myself. They also don't understand why I want that. Then they tell me that it can't change until July 1 -- wrong.

Remember Ba'al? Or something like that? The graven image of a golden calf that some ancient peoples bowed down to. Well, I think IPERS is the modern version of that ancient god. haha It occupies way too much of my thinking. I can identify with those ancients praying to an inexplicable and potentially angry and destructive force for rain and sun for their crops so they wouldn't be hungry in their old age oops! I mean through their winter.

Oh well.