Why is it so hard to talk to people when you need to tell them to change something? I've been dreading it for a week. He sent me a bill for two times but only did one. He also did not do the things I'd talked to him about, and not shown up as often as he agreed to. My husband said not to bother to talk to him again, just fire him. But I've needed second chances in my life, and I figured he might have a very good reason for sluffing off this fall. It turned out he didn't, but I was as clear as I could possibly be, and I didn't give him the usual holiday bonus. That was the hardest part for me. I like to be generous. In the end, we shook hands, and maybe the lack of a bonus will tell him I'm serious. But I felt terrible, and am still trying to calm down.
I finished a book about Rocky Flats in Colorado. My older daughter gave it to me for Christmas, and since my husband and I protested about the facility for the seven years we lived nearby, it was deeply interesting to find out more about the history and the closing of it. The woman who wrote it grew up nearby and worked there for a brief time. I remember when we were looking at houses to buy, and the realtor showed us ones near Rocky Flats, and told us we needed to sign a waiver for radiation dangers, we quickly looked many miles away and not downwind from the place either. But people lived there, and died of cancers and struggled with ailments. Once we went and hundreds of people linked hands around the perimeter. Thank goodness we were cautious and knew better than to take chances. Yes, those homeowners had a view, and it was convenient to Boulder, but they lived surrounded by contaminated soil, lakes and drinking water. I'm not one for blind trust, and I've never thought the government was honest and truthful. And especially not their contracted companies, like Dow in the beginning and Rockwell at the end. For profit usually means by "any means necessary". What a story!
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