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So, the bureau of meterology thinks we're going to get severely rained out tomorrow.
As such, the open garden day that was planned for tomorrow and Sunday has been postponed for tomorrow.
I am...ambivalent about this. Also, exhausted, because I've been stressing about work.
Oh, and work? Work had the go-live tomorrow. At the same time as the open garden day. I had done as much as I could, and was planning to take a little time out from the garden trail to do the work when it needed doing. Half an hour or so to finish something up, right?
Well, the business asked us to delay it by 12 hours, so the US office in Washington DC could finish their working week. So now the stuff that I was going to be doing in the early afternoon is being done in the wee sma' hours. The guy who does the basic technical stuff like bringing the system down and copying it and bringing it back up again before applying everything? I'm not actually convinced he'll get any sleep at all this weekend.
After we work this weekend, we're supposed to take some time off. Which...yes, I think I could do that. Even without work this weekend.
At least now the open garden and the work don't clash. But the hockey social I was going to attend isn't happening, although I think the quilting day that I planned to go to still is.
Am I making sense? I'm so tired. I went to bed around 10:30pm last night, woke up 1:30am and didn't quite get back to sleep. Drifted in and out until 6:30am ish.
Worked the day. Did a few things around the garden. Heard that I didn't have to. Decided to draw up a plan for the garden next year. Didn't. Made more tonkotsu ramen (had the components prepared but frozen, just needed to put it together; this took longer than, say, just making an omelette). Had a glass of 2012 wine from the Napa Valley that I bought back in...2015, maybe? Was a good vintage.
I may not be drunk, but I am rambling as though I am. Mostly, I think I'm absultely punch-exhausted. So wash and bed if I don't drown in the shower first.
As such, the open garden day that was planned for tomorrow and Sunday has been postponed for tomorrow.
I am...ambivalent about this. Also, exhausted, because I've been stressing about work.
Oh, and work? Work had the go-live tomorrow. At the same time as the open garden day. I had done as much as I could, and was planning to take a little time out from the garden trail to do the work when it needed doing. Half an hour or so to finish something up, right?
Well, the business asked us to delay it by 12 hours, so the US office in Washington DC could finish their working week. So now the stuff that I was going to be doing in the early afternoon is being done in the wee sma' hours. The guy who does the basic technical stuff like bringing the system down and copying it and bringing it back up again before applying everything? I'm not actually convinced he'll get any sleep at all this weekend.
After we work this weekend, we're supposed to take some time off. Which...yes, I think I could do that. Even without work this weekend.
At least now the open garden and the work don't clash. But the hockey social I was going to attend isn't happening, although I think the quilting day that I planned to go to still is.
Am I making sense? I'm so tired. I went to bed around 10:30pm last night, woke up 1:30am and didn't quite get back to sleep. Drifted in and out until 6:30am ish.
Worked the day. Did a few things around the garden. Heard that I didn't have to. Decided to draw up a plan for the garden next year. Didn't. Made more tonkotsu ramen (had the components prepared but frozen, just needed to put it together; this took longer than, say, just making an omelette). Had a glass of 2012 wine from the Napa Valley that I bought back in...2015, maybe? Was a good vintage.
I may not be drunk, but I am rambling as though I am. Mostly, I think I'm absultely punch-exhausted. So wash and bed if I don't drown in the shower first.
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I hope you can relax when this is all over.
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