Friday the 13th

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WTH?

Almost noon and I am just getting to this thing. Bet you thought I wasn’t going to do it, right?

Friday. 13th. Full moon.

Stuff nightmares are made of. There must have been a solar flare last night or something because computer issues and software issues all morning long for clients. Either that or they have forgotten how their stuff works.

Either way it was crazy busy this morning. Hopefully we are in the eye of the storm right now and the backside will be better than the front.

Can I just go home already? I am ready to sit and drink.


 

Do you notice weird crap going on during days like this or do you think it is just a mental thing?

Ownership

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There used to be some advertising out there that said, “Ownership has its privileges.” It was something to that effect. I think it was American Express that used to say “Membership has its privileges.” It doesn’t really matter who said what though.

As I sit here on Labor Day and ponder the long list of “To Do” items I have I am starting to wonder if ownership really has its privileges. The “to do” list that needs to be completed before the Fall weather begins to set in is rather daunting and the house seemingly is in constant need of something – repair, upkeep, upgrade…

It’s tiring. It’s costly. It’s annoying.

I have experience all the living situations. Growing up, of course, and living with my parents we were always asked to do chores and we did them. After moving out, I have had apartments that had virtually no upkeep on my part. The apartment life eventually led to the desire to “have my own place” instead of paying someone for their ownership. I have owned my own home and I really like the yard work. There was something different about it when it was my own yard rather than my parents’ yard. I didn’t mind the work, at least for a while. I have owned a condo where the yard work was all done by the HOA and really there was veery little that needed to be done as far as maintenance goes. But, eventually, that feeling of wanting a yard of my own came back again. Well, I once again own a home and I have tired of work that has to go into it. Just the every day upkeep can get overwhelming but then add the looming big expenses like roof replacement, house painting, crawl space cleanup, landscaping…the list never ends!

Is it really a perk to own your own place when, after all, you still face stupid regulations from the city and county about what you can do with your own property? You may not be able to do what you really want to do, so is it really a perk?

I am starting to question the ownership thing and I am also beginning to yearn for the condo days again.

Some days “adulting” can be a real bummer. I am about to labor all day in the yard and on or around the house on Labor Day.

Happy not really a day off because life keeps up.

Survival mode

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One day. Just make it through the day.

Friday before a long weekend. Will it be busy? The hope is that it won’t be because district employees will be taking advantage of their last long weekend of the summer. Alas, the hope had died on the vine…

We are already running and I don’t think we have hit the ground yet.

The flood of support tickets continues. At one point yesterday, I had six open support tickets and trying to support them all at the same time. Today, I already have two to start with. Hope this isn’t a sign of things to come.

Watch out people! The weekend is nearly upon us. Keep your head down today, enter survival mode, and make it through the day. Just one last push to weekend freedom!

Dimples and all

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Well, the early leave on Friday’s work day turned out to be a pretty decent escape.

I figured out I hadn’t golfed in three years, so the rust was a little thick. The front 9 was warm-up, apparently, since I scored better on the back 9, which is more difficult.

It also took me 12 holes to lose the first golf ball, which is a feat in and of itself since I am a pro at hitting the ball deep into the trees.

But, I also ended up finding more than I lost – net gain of 2!

All in all, I could find something to complain about in the golf game but since it’s been three years I’ll just let it be what it is.

Oh, here’s something to complain about…the golf shoes don’t fit like they used to. I could also complain about the overall score (107), but really I can’t complain since I was just shaking off the rust after not having stepped onto the links in quite a while.

I suppose I’ll have to keep the dust off the clubs a little more often.

 

Why, oh why?

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Half day at the office today.

No, it’s an official work day. I am just taking a half day to go play golf (well, my version of playing it…course destruction, tree hitting, let’s go swimming after the ball golf) with a buddy.

And what do we here at work? There is some sort of “emergency” that requires immediate attention…

Think that is gonna keep me at the office?

Hell no.

Someone else can deal with this crap. Besides, the district doesn’t need to access their data anyway. It’s summer. LOL

Catch you on Monday!  FOUR!!


 

Every experienced an “emergency” on a day where you were looking forward to something else? One of those things that will suck your attention until dealt with?

About last night

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It’s a full pot of coffee kinda drinking day.

I am going to venture a guess that not all who needed yesterday’s PSA, actually read it. I say as much since it was well after midnight when the explosions stopped and the dog stopped cowering.

Sleep. It was hard to come by and this poor guy had to get up early, like usual, for work. I am now sitting at my desk and wishing I could just have an IV of coffee. Last night is going to make for a long day at work…

Have a coffee. Have another. And another. Oh, the next one’s on me (if you find me and use the code, “I’ll have a 4th”). I am fixing to have another…and another…and another…

Perk up! It’s another day.

Holiday PSA

Happy July 4th everyone! Or, Happy Independence Day! Or, Happy Birthday, America!

Or whatever.

I doubt many of you will read this today since you’ll all likely be partying hard and enjoying bbq’d food, liquid hops, and exploding stuff. But just in case you happen to stop by and take a look today, I have one request.

Can you turn off your fireworks promptly at midnight?

Fireworks and Independence Day are technically reserved for July 4 and at midnight (12am) it is no longer the 4th, so you need to stop celebrating then. OK?

Thanks,

This Old Guy