Scream day 2
This MS downtime is killing me. Struggling to get my data loads running. Struggling to get things loaded. No email. Spotty teams. Guess I'll die.
I did manage to get work done before it went down. I got all my apps localized. Atuo language detection where appropriate, options for Spanish/English/Vietnamese in other apps. Then everything crashed.
Made tuna for dinner. Went to the store. Went to bed.
Silence
Had a good workday. Got a lot done. Got some stuff to try and clean my car and get the scratches off. Worked mostly. Some went below the clear coast so I am fucked. Had tac bros for dinner. Went to bed.
Sadly it's back with a vengeance. Like hey you had two days off now I am going to make your life a living hell, enjoy!
Fucking sucks.
We had another great day yesterday. We went to IKEA. Looked at desks and beds. Bought a new rug for the living room. Had meatballs. Had a nice day. Had cheesesteaks for dinner. Watched a movie. Did all the remaining laundry.
Back to working today. Woo.
Silent again.
The incredible difference in productivity I have when my head is silent is mind boggling. Yesterday I:
I was a goddamn machine yesterday. Why because my head wasn't screaming. What's the key? Fucking sleep. Read through these posts for the last 22 months. It's always sleep. I need 6.5 - 7 hours. My body is telling me this. I have to listen.
Now today we're going to IKEA and hopefully having as productive a day as yesterday.
Silence
6.5 hours. That is the magic number. No more, no less. I sleep 6.5 hours and I get a quiet head. Explain??
Worked, went to grocery store, went live, went to bed.
Scream
Once again the universe said "nope" to us. I found C a position in our HR department. It listed the hours as EITHER 7-4,8-5, or 9-6. She had the interview yesterday and was told ONLY 9-6. There's no fucking way we're doing that. We would be gone for 12+ hours every day. Not for what would only be a small bump financially. This destroyed her. She was so excited to be getting out of her current job and to be in her first office job. But no, the universe said fuck you once again.
Just so fucking tired of getting my hopes up and being fucked over.
Still quiet
So I was in a hit and run on the way home yesterday. Asshole swerving in and out of lanes because we weren't going fast enough for him in traffic, at 75mph. He love tapped my back end. We didn't see any damage but I was pretty shaken up all night. I need to go look at it again.
What sucks is I had a good day at work. Got a lot done, got more exposure, am getting some new test hardware. And then boom, day ruined.
Fuck this area.
Silence.
Blue is the color of the day. Even in Texas.
Worked. Made grilled cheese for dinner. Pre-made 24 chimichangas to freeze. Watched TV. Went to bed.
