The weekend that wasn't
Nov. 16th, 2020 06:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eorAfter a long work week last week, this weekend didn't provide a break. I worked a bit late on Friday in preparation for our big software migration.
There have been times in the past when I worked really crazy long hours, but I've gotten in the good habit the last few years of putting in my 8ish hours and being done. This weekend that wasn't to be.
The migration was scheduled 3pm-7:30pm on Saturday, so I purposefully slept in Saturday morning and we made a slow day of it. I wrote a letter I'd been meaning to write for months, filled the wood box, and cleaned up some things in the barn. Before I knew it, it was time to sit back down at the computer.
The migration went as smoothly as such things can go. Everything took just a little bit longer than it might have. Then there were those little things that didn't really get acknowledged on the written list of things to do. Then there were the things that didn't really work out like expected. We had the bulk of the move done on time and tested. Then came all the communications that had to be sent to the right recipient lists and double checked. Then we got down to the stray bits that started to crop up in the "oh, that's not quite right." I finally shutdown at 9:30pm, ate some cold cereal (hadn't eaten since noon), and crawled off to bed. Sunday I logged back in a 8am and started answering questions (not many people using the system on Sunday) and cleaning up outstanding items. Took a break at noon to get some food and air. Then went back to it twice more during the afternoon to clean up other things that I thought of or had come up. It was that awful limbo of wanting to get away from it but wanting to make sure nothing went pear shaped, so not being able to relax.
This morning was no fun. Started at 6am as usual. Lots of users who didn't read the instructions we sent and a few users who had legitimate problems. I was the first person online, so I got the bulk of it first thing in the morning. By 10:30am it had quieted down considerably and I got a chance to eat my oatmeal.
So far no major problems, just the usual irritations you get when you change the world on a short timeline with little help. I will relax if we get through Wed without anything major cropping up.
Unrelated to work: While cleaning out the ditch by the mailbox, we found a small slip of paper with a smiley face and "You make me SMILE" printed on one side and on the other "I haven't told you lately, but you are doing an AMAZING job this year." Derien thought it might have been intended for us because it was close to the mailbox and people often see us out working in the yard. I'm more inclined to think it was just random paper, along with the cigarette packs and fast food bags that sprout like mushrooms in the ditches.
There have been times in the past when I worked really crazy long hours, but I've gotten in the good habit the last few years of putting in my 8ish hours and being done. This weekend that wasn't to be.
The migration was scheduled 3pm-7:30pm on Saturday, so I purposefully slept in Saturday morning and we made a slow day of it. I wrote a letter I'd been meaning to write for months, filled the wood box, and cleaned up some things in the barn. Before I knew it, it was time to sit back down at the computer.
The migration went as smoothly as such things can go. Everything took just a little bit longer than it might have. Then there were those little things that didn't really get acknowledged on the written list of things to do. Then there were the things that didn't really work out like expected. We had the bulk of the move done on time and tested. Then came all the communications that had to be sent to the right recipient lists and double checked. Then we got down to the stray bits that started to crop up in the "oh, that's not quite right." I finally shutdown at 9:30pm, ate some cold cereal (hadn't eaten since noon), and crawled off to bed. Sunday I logged back in a 8am and started answering questions (not many people using the system on Sunday) and cleaning up outstanding items. Took a break at noon to get some food and air. Then went back to it twice more during the afternoon to clean up other things that I thought of or had come up. It was that awful limbo of wanting to get away from it but wanting to make sure nothing went pear shaped, so not being able to relax.
This morning was no fun. Started at 6am as usual. Lots of users who didn't read the instructions we sent and a few users who had legitimate problems. I was the first person online, so I got the bulk of it first thing in the morning. By 10:30am it had quieted down considerably and I got a chance to eat my oatmeal.
So far no major problems, just the usual irritations you get when you change the world on a short timeline with little help. I will relax if we get through Wed without anything major cropping up.
Unrelated to work: While cleaning out the ditch by the mailbox, we found a small slip of paper with a smiley face and "You make me SMILE" printed on one side and on the other "I haven't told you lately, but you are doing an AMAZING job this year." Derien thought it might have been intended for us because it was close to the mailbox and people often see us out working in the yard. I'm more inclined to think it was just random paper, along with the cigarette packs and fast food bags that sprout like mushrooms in the ditches.
