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Yesterday went a lot better than I was expecting it to. This was an upgrade gig - we are taking the client from a MUCH older version and bringing them up to date with the software. Usually work like this is a hair pulling, teeth grinding, pain in the patootie experience. Well thank the FSM because this went well, so far. There were a couple of hours in the morning where I thought we were going to have problems. We spent about two hours trying to get the migration tools to work when I suggested that we look at the complexity of their existing stuff and just start from scratch. That turned out to be the better decision. We ended up with something that is far cleaner and working better than the upgrade tools would have created. Not to mention, the client was able to make changes to the structure that he has been wanting to make for a while. End result, I am going back in today to move the remaining items (technically rebuild them), and then I am coming back next week for two days to more mentoring because he was so happy with how yesterday went.

Not only does this completely book out the rest of this week and next, it gives me an additional two more nights. As of right now, I need 11 to hold gold, 31 for diamond. This week's gives me two, next week gives me 2, and I have 2 booked for 6/11 and 6/12. That takes me down to 5 and 25 respectively. I will be going down to Socal 6/18-6/22 so that will give me 3 more nights. 2 and 22. I can do this. I will easily hit gold on my birthday and drop that diamond down to about 18. I can do this.

After work, around 3, we called it a day. I also like this guy because he gets in around 6:30 and is gone by 3:30. My kind of guy. I went and got a sandwich for later even though I am still feeling gigantic and fat. June 1st. No food for a month. Anyway, got food, brought it back to the hotel, and made the mistake of falling asleep. I didn't mean to. I ended up sleeping for two hours. I woke up to B calling me.

While we were talking I realized her dad had finally sent me an email. Let's just say it stunk of drunken ramblings. He threatened me very blatantly for 'manipulating his baby' and if it continues 'you won't like my decisions'. I shared all this with B and she was ready to file a restraining order against him. I felt that was a bit premature and that there probably wasn't enough in there to warrant it. But I also don't like being threatened. This guy comes anywhere near me or the kid? Dead man walking. Plain and simple.

We talked for a couple of hours and then I tried sleeping. Tossed and turned for over an hour but finally fell asleep. Off to the client. Tomorrow through friday are going to suck because of the commute I am about to have but I will deal. I just finished looking it up - 40 miles, but 1 hour at this time of the morning because of traffic. And these asses want to start at 9. That means I would have to leave the house at 7 and sit in traffic. I will probably leave around now and sit there instead. Makes more sense. But either way I am about to do 200 miles in three days. Fucking hate going to that area. Sigh. Oh well. Time to head out.