Apr 25

Work was, for the first week since... I'm going to say August 2023... sane.

No major panics. No major screw ups. At least, none that demanded my immediate attention. No one desperately wailing at me to save them.

Which. Was nice. Work resembled what work should be. I helped one of the devs out with something he was stuck on. Took my time to get a release right. And generally could take a breath to make sure things were done correctly all round and start pointing out where they weren't and also, gasp, noting things to be done in the future. There were some rage inducing moments - particulaly when I found our senior dev had gone and done exactly what I told him not to do, and introduced a whole bunch of extra work and maintenance issues because of it. Annoying. Fucking mutinous at worst. I talked with Andy about everything at the end of the day. And. I wont go into it. But yeah. An issue. But the usual shit. Hard to find anyone with half a brain these days. So. Half a brain wins. Ish. Still. The reek of entitled princess if not dealt with can end up poisoning everyone and everything. Eh well.

Anywho. On the whole comparitively speaking, fairly calm seas this week.

My stress levels this week have therefore been good. Little stress. Just one blip, oh my god this doesn't work, which only took a short investigation to point out that, like the other 99/100 things that end up on my desk, this was nothing to do with me, and in this particular case, was a user being a dumbass. No sir. A 13 year old cannot lease a car. Any more questions ?

Moving on from work.

My right ever shitty ever painful foot seems to be just about on the verge of properly healed. Today for the first time I walked around on it and didn't notice it. Five minutes later it squealed. But. Progress.

Also. Athena continues to do good. She is looking stronger. And better. All round. And. Made a tiny reduction in her meds again. Remarkable.

To not get ourselves too excited about not everything in my life being a dumpster fire, my sleep has continued to be a massive problem. Woke up groggy and shit today. I really do need to sort that CPAP out. If nothing else to give it a go and see if it makes a difference.

Also my restless legs have been pretty diabolical since my foot went bad. Don't know what's happened but since that point, they've far far worse than usual. Hopefully it goes away. Although if it's the same shit as my sister and my mom, it will just get worse as I get older. Marvellous.

So my mood is up a little. My energy is up a little - not that I am doing shit except resting for the most part. And so my gaze has started to lift above the ramparts just a little. Go out for a walk perhaps. Tidy the back room perhaps. Think about a few of the more long term chores.

Uh huh.

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