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Well, I've been flying under the radar since vacation because I've been sick. While I was away, I started getting what I thought was a bad cold. When I got home, it blossomed into a full-fledged upper respiratory crud. It was so bad that on Saturday, I got up at about 1:00 PM, decided to take a nap at about 5:30 PM, and slept until after midnight.
However, I'm happy to announce that after days of self-medicating, trying to get lots of sleep, and steaming myself that I'm getting better. I'm still a touch sniffly and sneezy, but I can breathe, and I'm no longer coughing up lung.
This is fortunate, as my job has been hellish. We're in the midst of a new client startup, very high-profile client, and it has been going miserably for a number of reasons that are the client's rather than our fault. So I've been running about trying to come up with work around and work around for issues as they crop up. Just draining.
It's also frustrating, as the guy in our unit who will be responsible for the client once it is launched isn't going dick. Mostly, because he is incompetent, cannot approach any issue with anything even remotely resembling a sense of urgency. He has been doing back-end bookkeeping (making spreadsheets, doing little administrative details) while I'm doing all the work.
This morning, my boss (whose temper, along with mine, is rather frayed) told me to call two contractors that Mark (the incompetent colleague) just called. I tell him that Mark just talked to them. He tells me that he wants me to talk to them. I ask him if this is Mark's account or my account. He tells me it is mine until it is running smoothly.
Now, I could take that as a backhanded compliment, but fuck it all, he rides my ass a lot harder than Mark's, gives Mark the gravy work to do (because it's about all he is capable of doing), and this whole thing is just making Barb terribly unhappy and snappish. Not to mention shot through with stress and tension.
So this is my life for the last week. If I've been quiet (vacation, sick, work) that's why. Still reading what you all are up to, but too whipped to do much writing/responding.
Oh, if people were looking for me to come back last night after reading my Away message in AIM, I would have loved to, except just as I was heading back to the computer, the power went out. It stayed out for three long, hot hours of no AC or fan.
I need a good long massage or perhaps a spa day. Something indulgent and decadent and hedonistic.
However, I'm happy to announce that after days of self-medicating, trying to get lots of sleep, and steaming myself that I'm getting better. I'm still a touch sniffly and sneezy, but I can breathe, and I'm no longer coughing up lung.
This is fortunate, as my job has been hellish. We're in the midst of a new client startup, very high-profile client, and it has been going miserably for a number of reasons that are the client's rather than our fault. So I've been running about trying to come up with work around and work around for issues as they crop up. Just draining.
It's also frustrating, as the guy in our unit who will be responsible for the client once it is launched isn't going dick. Mostly, because he is incompetent, cannot approach any issue with anything even remotely resembling a sense of urgency. He has been doing back-end bookkeeping (making spreadsheets, doing little administrative details) while I'm doing all the work.
This morning, my boss (whose temper, along with mine, is rather frayed) told me to call two contractors that Mark (the incompetent colleague) just called. I tell him that Mark just talked to them. He tells me that he wants me to talk to them. I ask him if this is Mark's account or my account. He tells me it is mine until it is running smoothly.
Now, I could take that as a backhanded compliment, but fuck it all, he rides my ass a lot harder than Mark's, gives Mark the gravy work to do (because it's about all he is capable of doing), and this whole thing is just making Barb terribly unhappy and snappish. Not to mention shot through with stress and tension.
So this is my life for the last week. If I've been quiet (vacation, sick, work) that's why. Still reading what you all are up to, but too whipped to do much writing/responding.
Oh, if people were looking for me to come back last night after reading my Away message in AIM, I would have loved to, except just as I was heading back to the computer, the power went out. It stayed out for three long, hot hours of no AC or fan.
I need a good long massage or perhaps a spa day. Something indulgent and decadent and hedonistic.
