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Sep. 17th, 2013 11:02 pmToday was a mixed bag. Work has gone from nothing in the queue to everythingdueallatonce! This means that I can't keep up as well with my email/DW/LJ non-work shenanigans, alas. (Or if I do, it's at the cost of what I should be doing.) One problem is that my current project is waaay above my current knowledge base (refactoring straight-up html into an MVC project), and the brain weasels are out in full force, trying to drown me in imposter syndrome. This makes escaping into online diversion ever so attractive. I can make this project work, I just need a little help and patience.
My local team of two had a conference call today with a project manager who has been hounding us for updates on his project, when we've told him all along that we've been given nothing in the way of details about what he wants. So he scheduled a meeting just this morning for the afternoon, had a lackey send us some materials, and then demanded a timeline estimate from us on the spot. I was so glad my long-distance boss was also on the call, as he pointed out (just a little sharply, and for that I fist-pumped on my end), that considering we'd only been given the files a couple of hours before for a code base that's almost completely foreign to us, it was unreasonable to ask us for any kind of projection. I love a manager who actually manages.
In a burst of parental involvement, I attended the first PTA meeting of the school year tonight. We're trying to make a deal with the Emperor that we finagle a gaming club for him, so he can be social with that instead going to Cub Scouts. Now to see if we can organize it through his school, or if we'll have to set up some sort of community group.
I am still trying to get over what a blazing bitch my ex sis-in-law is. My folks let me know that she sent away her and my brother's dog, that they'd raised from a pup, to a breed rescue, because she couldn't be bothered to take care of him any longer. The dog is a high-maintenance Lab, who gets worse the more he's left alone, so he's probably been going wild with neglect. My brother couldn't take him due to his current situation. I just...we were raised that when a dog comes into your life, he or she is a part of your family, like a kid or a sibling. You don't boot a family member to the curb because they're inconvenient. It also sounds like she's never home to care for my niece and nephew, who are barely teenagers. Instant karma cannot take care of her soon enough.
I should be a better human, and try to see her side of things, but she's caused my whole family so much pain that I just want her gone and out of our lives.
Ugh. I need to wash my brain out and go to bed. Here's to a better tomorrow.
My local team of two had a conference call today with a project manager who has been hounding us for updates on his project, when we've told him all along that we've been given nothing in the way of details about what he wants. So he scheduled a meeting just this morning for the afternoon, had a lackey send us some materials, and then demanded a timeline estimate from us on the spot. I was so glad my long-distance boss was also on the call, as he pointed out (just a little sharply, and for that I fist-pumped on my end), that considering we'd only been given the files a couple of hours before for a code base that's almost completely foreign to us, it was unreasonable to ask us for any kind of projection. I love a manager who actually manages.
In a burst of parental involvement, I attended the first PTA meeting of the school year tonight. We're trying to make a deal with the Emperor that we finagle a gaming club for him, so he can be social with that instead going to Cub Scouts. Now to see if we can organize it through his school, or if we'll have to set up some sort of community group.
I am still trying to get over what a blazing bitch my ex sis-in-law is. My folks let me know that she sent away her and my brother's dog, that they'd raised from a pup, to a breed rescue, because she couldn't be bothered to take care of him any longer. The dog is a high-maintenance Lab, who gets worse the more he's left alone, so he's probably been going wild with neglect. My brother couldn't take him due to his current situation. I just...we were raised that when a dog comes into your life, he or she is a part of your family, like a kid or a sibling. You don't boot a family member to the curb because they're inconvenient. It also sounds like she's never home to care for my niece and nephew, who are barely teenagers. Instant karma cannot take care of her soon enough.
I should be a better human, and try to see her side of things, but she's caused my whole family so much pain that I just want her gone and out of our lives.
Ugh. I need to wash my brain out and go to bed. Here's to a better tomorrow.
