What a depressing week. I’m not sure I should even write about this.
My various bosses and my husband all worry that work is too taxing, and this week was the poster child for that point of view. Every day was worse than the one before it. I managed to completely blow away the development environment for the ground system not once, but three times (I’m at work right now trying to fix it). I’m delaying the testers by messing up their test environment by not following established processes and just plain making mistakes. I screwed up several personnel changes by not finding the parties in question and telling them about the changes FIRST. I delayed getting implementation done for next week’s release by making bad decisions about the use of scarce resources. And I don’t even want to talk about my mobility.
There’s a guy here at work I’ve encountered once or twice – young guy, fit, skiier, biker, all that jazz. He’s recently moved to an office near mine. Yesterday he stopped me in the hall – “Didn’t you used to use a wheelchair?”
I told him about the relapsing-remitting thing. With a scared look on his face, he blurted out, “I’ve just been diagnosed with ALS.”
Well, that sucks, too. More.
I’ll try to come up with something perkier later.