Woo boy, it is good that things have slowed down. It has been rather a frantic two weeks.
Election. I was re-elected to my seat on the county board of supervisors by a landslide of 7 votes (out of 201 total votes). Taking a page from W's book: A mandate from the people!
Administrator. The county board of supervisors completed the first step of its multi-year reorganization of county government by hiring a county administrator. We have been a $50+ million enterprise without a CEO. The final pieces of this first step were taken last weekend when the four finalists for the job came to town. On Friday night there was a reception for the candidates, their spouses, certain department heads and spouses, and county board members and spouses; this was to allow us all to meet the candidates in a quasi-informal setting. On Saturday morning most of the board and certain department heads sat in on the formal interviews, which were conducted by the three supervisors on the selection committee. At the same time the candidates who were not being interviewed right then were either completing a writing exercise, getting a tour of the county campus with the sheriff, or being informally interviewed by another group of a dozen or so department heads and union representatives. All the employees who were involved presented their opinions on the candidates to the board; then the board met on Saturday afternoon in closed session to decide which candidate we wanted to hire. Offer and acceptance were made over the weekend.
Board meeting. Board met on Tuesday evening to confirm the employment contract.
Meetings. I had seven meetings, most of them for the county, and most of which overlapped with at least one other, on Wednesday of this past week — 8:30 a.m. until 8 p.m. Managed to attend every one long enough to do what had to be done. On Thursday I had a mere four obligations, once again mostly county, 9 a.m. to 9 p.m., and met them all. The last one was knitting group — perfect way to end that killer 2 days.
Taxes. Oh, yeah, our income taxes — federal and two states — were due on Thursday. Before I could do them I needed a place to work.
I spent 11 hours last Sunday doing the majority of the tax work, finished the rest here and there during the week, and had Smokey mail the returns on Thursday. One payment and two refunds later we are out $26, which I consider to be pin-point tax planning.
Sleep. I spent most of Friday sleeping. Sleep is good.