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E-gads, what a day!
I feel SO underwater right now. The pressure is ON, people! I have to get a LOT of work done for my current manager by 8/20, all while starting my new job with my new manager on MONDAY. I honestly don't know how I'm going to pull this off, but I always say that and somehow manage to do it. I guess that's the great thing about getting older; you have lots of experiences that you know you've survived before and so will survive again. In addition to all of this, my company decided to update SharePoint (which I love) to a newer version. Unfortunately, this means that all the current SharePoint sites need to be recreated (don't ask me to explain- really, it's not worth listening to). Why does this affect me so much? Well, if you're an administrator on a SharePoint site, you're automatically getting an email asking you to look at the site and determine if it needs to be deleted or recreated. Back in the day, I was the person who created all of the SharePoint sites for our division, so I've received well over 300 of those emails today. I've had to respond to every.single.stinkin'.one of them. Like I didn't have enough on my plate? Like I told one of my friends/co-workers; poking myself in the eye with a hot poker would have been more fun than what I've experienced today. Do you mind if I whine some more? Too bad. I'm gonna do it anyway. My current manager is out of town, so I'm covering for her through next week. I'm playing firefighter on that icky project I've alluded to. I'm trying to get somewhere around 15 training modules designed and published by the 20th of August (which are only in the 2nd review, by the way), AND start my new job next week. I'm tellin' you. If I survive this, I want some sort of ribbon or crown or something. Seriously. In the meantime, I've decided to put the work computer away and enjoy a coffee on the rocks with a little (OK, a lot) Baileys Chocolate Mint. I'll stop when I'm at the point where I'm no longer grinding my teeth. Tomorrow, I shall work in my garden, and all will be right in my world again. Well, until I start working on my WORK projects. Yech. There will be a LOT of working the weekend thing over the next few weeks. Mommy has a headache. In other news..... (heh, a few of you will get that joke) I've ordered a spiffy new USB microphone and am itching to do another Visible Risible. I'm fairly certain that the bearded eye-roller might get offers of money to smother me in my sleep because you guys will get SO sick of my mug..... RisibleGirl was blabbing on about another adventure on 07/27 at 06:13 PM
Go visit Einstein's blog!    ![]() Dream Living wrote:
Oh, my dear. I am so sorry to hear how much you're enduring...and absolutely hate to have also been part of the added stuff to your "day." :( [Know that I wouldn't have done so had the choice been available. But, when your boss is out (as you note), you were the ONLY one I could turn to.] You totally deserve the world and more - and I hope and pray that things settle some so you can manage what is manageable, while also celebrating the success of your new job. I am so incredibly proud of you and believe it to be a true privilege to call you friend!! RisibleGirl replied:    ![]() Annie wrote:
Breathe, Lori. Get out in that garden for a while tomorrow. I'm so sorry this all has been, and will be, so difficult for you. BIG hugs RisibleGirl replied: Next entry: Perspective Previous entry: Log in! In case you're wondering.... On this day clear back in 2007 I wrote: My favorite picture On this day clear back in 2007 I wrote: So much to write about On this day clear back in 2005 I wrote: Just call me snake charmer |