I turn on the afterburners at 11 AM, trying to get done the remaining data configuration and testing out my training accounts to make sure they are working properly. By the time they are, it is nearly noon. I still haven’t eaten. I decide that I could use a break. I close my door, turn out the lights, and start to read the introduction to the first story in Dangerous Visions. I get no more than 2 or 3 paragraphs when I realize I am unsettled. I feel like I should be getting more done. I decided to create some slides for the training session. By the time I was done, it was time to get setup.
As is typically here, no one was on time to the meeting. We were supposed to start at 1 PM and we finally get started about 1:15 PM. Not 20 minutes into the training, some people in the meeting decide to arbitrarily add requirements that were never in the initial requirements. At this point, I get a sinking feeling. It is probably not as bad as it sounds, but it is certainly frustrating. Why couldn’t they have thought of this three months ago?
The rest of the training session goes smoothly, for the most part. By the time it is over I am starving. I quickly eat the energy bar in my gym bag and then discover that there is food left over in kitchen. I get myself a pastrami sandwich and a plate full of
paste pasta. I have my workout session in less than an hour.
I am stressing about the rollout on Monday. Almost certainly I will have to do some work this weekend. I try and put it out of my head. I check the score of the Yankees game only to discover that Baltimore is winning something like 9-2 in the top of the 6th. This doesn’t help. I really just want to get away somewhere with my book and read for a while in peace. But I’ve got the workout, and then the softball party shortly thereafter…