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the week that was
May. 18th, 2007 06:08 pmLong week, this one. Mostly good, but long. (I still don't like filling out self-evaluation forms, but being told I've got to do it posthaste because they've got to have it on file in order to give me a bonus is a pretty good incentive.) When I wasn't doing that, I put together all of five meeting packets and most of two others, came up with a concept for a committee tracking database that has nothing to do with the current one (which I need help to implement because I can't program it myself), got as far as I could with the pre-SOP paperwork, and explained the difference between the OFA calendar and the Senior Appointments calendar roughly eighteen times.
If this keeps up, I might end up being the auxiliary Access database guru for the office. Or somebody else's office eventually, maybe. Not that I want to leave where I am now, but it's a thought.
On top of which, I applied to consolidate my student loans, upped the percentage of probability of my moving to Brighton to 99 (the human chimney, aka the current tenant, is now projected to be moving out before the end of June, which works out perfectly), seized this week's budget and throttled it, and got a couple of truly sneaky ideas about various projects.
One of the projects I haven't got a clue about yet is whether I want to hire movers this time. It would be easier than renting a truck and imposing on people again, but more expensive. The only thing I really need help with is the furniture and the mattress, and I don't have that much furniture. I feel like I shouldn't yell for help from friends now that I'm over 30, though.
Tomorrow, exciting stuff on the order of haircut and laundry and washing of floors. I should've washed the floors last weekend when the weather was weather, instead of whatever it thinks it is now. Procrastinators unite...eventually.
If this keeps up, I might end up being the auxiliary Access database guru for the office. Or somebody else's office eventually, maybe. Not that I want to leave where I am now, but it's a thought.
On top of which, I applied to consolidate my student loans, upped the percentage of probability of my moving to Brighton to 99 (the human chimney, aka the current tenant, is now projected to be moving out before the end of June, which works out perfectly), seized this week's budget and throttled it, and got a couple of truly sneaky ideas about various projects.
One of the projects I haven't got a clue about yet is whether I want to hire movers this time. It would be easier than renting a truck and imposing on people again, but more expensive. The only thing I really need help with is the furniture and the mattress, and I don't have that much furniture. I feel like I shouldn't yell for help from friends now that I'm over 30, though.
Tomorrow, exciting stuff on the order of haircut and laundry and washing of floors. I should've washed the floors last weekend when the weather was weather, instead of whatever it thinks it is now. Procrastinators unite...eventually.
