Weekend Plans Post: The Wrench
“Jaybird, we’ve got an emergency.”
And hearing those words 7 hours into my workday resulted in me working a 16 hour day on Wednesday. There was a network problem and a server problem and these problems both had synergy and my boss was out at site and I was back here and it was his job to change something local to him and then ask me “is it working now? How about now? How about now?” and we eliminated possibilities one by one by one by simulating various failures and turning the switch off (but not the router) and the router off (but not the switch) and then simulating a power outage that lasted longer than the UPSes could handle and we couldn’t friggin’ figure it out and I went home at 1AM feeling defeated and really, really tired.
And today we figured it out. (It was dumb.)
And my boss told me that I should definitely NOT come into work tomorrow and maybe even recover from working long hours a couple of days in a row.
Which is good! Because, seriously, Wednesday is my little tiny weekend nestled in the middle of the week. Monday nights involve eating dinner with a friend whose house I’ve gone to on Monday nights since before I got married (he makes dinner, I bring dessert). Tuesday and Thursday nights are spent at the gym. Wednesday nights are a little tiny “don’t have to do nothin!” nestled in the middle of the week.
And mine got devoured by the words “we’ve got an emergency”. I watched “well, I can go home early on Friday, I guess” turn into “well, I only have to come in for a half day on Friday, I guess” turn into “I only have to work a couple of hours on Friday, I guess” turn into “hey, if I work a long day on Thursday, I can take Friday off, I guess” turn into… well. This.
Which means that I get a 3 day weekend (or a 4 day, now that I realize we have Monday off too) but, jeez. It’d be nice to not need one.
So this weekend will be spent recovering, shopping for staples at both King Soopers and Costco, and playing some D&D with dear friends on Saturday night. And trying to do the weekend stuff that should have been done on Wednesday night. (I’ve got some Riddler trophies to collect.)
So… what’s on your docket?
(Featured image is “Emergency Sign” by Open Grid Scheduler / Grid Engine. Used under creative commons license.)
Enjoying knowing where my husband is and about when he’ll be home ;).Report
Sometime next week is my 49th birthday (seriously, how did this happen? why was I not informed?) so the wife and I are going to dinner at the steak house tomorrow and then heading out to the coast for a few days in the sun… or, wait, this is Oregon, so a few days in the overcast drizzle. Should be nice, as we are bringing little doggo terrorist with us.
Also, I had a sleep test a couple of weeks ago, and of course, the doc recommended a c-pap. Got fitted for it yesterday, and can I just say that I have had exactly one panic attack in my life before this infernal contraption? Well, yesterday was my second. F that evil POS. I am going to have to call the doc and have it taken away. Having a cage on my head and being made to artificially breath is simply not something I will do voluntarily.Report
That totally sucks. I love my CPAP dearly and it has, seriously, improved my quality of life. Even with the breathing thing.
I hope they are able to suggest something that works for you.Report
Yes, I love mine as well. I just have the mask thing that fits over my nose. My wife loves it just as much, since I no longer snore.Report
Probably not much. Maybe a little work; several things derailed me from getting done what I planned this week: first, an International student who was taking one of our graduate classes with me (which are ALWAYS “arranged” because we only have 2-3 students at a time who take them) was told “no, arranged classes don’t count, you will have to either find another class or leave the country” and it was like “Boy, that escalated quickly” and the department chair and I spent the better part of a day scrambling around until we found out that AKSHUALLY arranged classes DO count if they’re face-to-face, which this one is. So we just had to sign some paperwork and the students doesn’t have to go back to Gabon and cool her heels for six months to a year before coming back…..
then the next day I had – well, in the avoidance of TMI, I’ll just say it was something that had it happened a year earlier, I’d have shrugged and gone “normal for my weird body” but given my age and the…state I thought I had been in….it could have been a symptom of something very bad and alarming indeed. I’ve moved up my annual bloodwork to Monday (though I’m not sure what that will show) and will be scheduling a mildly invasive and unpleasant test on Monday when I go get the blood drawn. Though now, based on how the thing has progressed? I think the answer actually is “normal for my weird body” but I guess I’ll still do the unpleasant testing….
But I am really ready for life to stop pitching me curveballs. I would like one month that is just easy and no bad surprises happen…Report
I am having a related but different bout of normal for my weird body myself and you have my sympathies. (I will be getting some complicated hormonal bloodwork done tomorrow morning and reading your comment has reminded me to eat dinner before I start fasting, so thank you!!!)Report
Fistbump of solidarity. I’m gonna plan on an early but decent dinner Sunday night, and have told myself that “if there’s ever a time you’re ‘allowed’ to have a donut, it’s after you get fasting bloodwork done’ so that’s my plan after I walk out of the office Monday morning.
Not sure if I will still need the other testing….the alarming symptom has, uh, abated, and in retrospect, if this had happened a year earlier? I would have shrugged and gone “okay, so ‘the change’ wasn’t done for me yet, fine, carry on.’ Gonna see if my doctor is around Monday morning to get advice on if I REALLY need a test that will be unpleasant and will cost me considerably more than the simple office co-pay.
But at least I’ve gone from Thursday’s feeling of “o sh*t, this might be it, I might find out I have six months left” which also led to worries about “what will I do with all the crap I’ve collected” and sadness about “I have all these books I never got to read” and also “why did I waste so much time sitting in pointless meetings.” I’ve had the whole “remember thou art mortal” thing shoved in my face waaaaay too much these past six months and I’ll be honest, Thursday I was wondering if it just broke me and I was even contemplating “well, if you find out you have limited time left, just quit. Don’t care that you’re burning bridges, having fun with whatever time you have left is more important” but……that seems vanishingly unlikely now.Report
*Hugs* I feel you.Report
This whole week has been wrenched. On Monday the Kaiser doc said the hideous cough was sinusitis and bronchitis, and prescribed an antibiotic, steroids, and an inhaler. So add in the fun that comes with having all your gut bugs killed off. Spent last night with lower back muscle spasms, reason unknown. So long as I moved veeery slooowly the spasms stayed calm. Turned getting into and out of bed, and even rolling over, into qigong forms. Same spasms returned this evening, but seem to have resolved already with some diligent (slow) stretching. Still coughing stuff up. If that doesn’t clear up over the weekend, it’ll be back to Kaiser on Monday.
The triage nurse at Kaiser same-day care this past Monday said that the crud getting passed around Front Range Colorado seems particularly nasty this year.Report
Feel better MichaelReport
Sympathies! I know there are some really horrific viral things making the rounds right now. I hope you feel better soon. (I had asthmatic bronchitis about 25 years ago and I remember the inhaler and prednisone injection (so I didn’t cough myself to pieces) not-fondly)Report
My wife got the same diagnosis two days later. If tandem coughing were an event, we’re ready.Report