mousme: A picture of the muppet Forgetful Jones from Sesame Street (Forgetful Jones)
 I need to do some mental work on, well, working on things I don't want to do.

I set aside Friday to work on employee evaluations, and I got almost nothing done, for a couple of reasons. The first is that I got interrupted a fair bit by stuff that I did need to address. The second reason is that I worked on an employee evaluation for two hours, and when I tried to save it in the web portal where I'd been working on it, the whole thing refreshed and took me back to the start and wiped everything I'd written.

What I should have done is just started over. Instead, my brain refused. Here is a pictorial representation of what happened:

A cartoon penguin sitting on a chair with its arms crossed. The caption reads: "Well now I am not doing it."

Today I was in meetings part of the time, and the rest of the time when I should have made the best of a bad situation, my brain continued to sulk, and I let it. So tonight I am going to go to bed at a reasonable hour (which I super succeeded at yesterday, I am happy to report: I had the lights out at 8:25!) , and tomorrow's "thought work" homework will be working through why my brain is yelling NOPE about employee evalutations, which I've never had THAT much trouble with up until this year.




mousme: Two open books, one lying on top of the other at an angle (Books)
 It's my mother's birthday today, so I suggested we do a virtual birthday party, and it was very nice indeed. My father ordered food from a local restaurant for them, and I made myself a simple but nice dinner of steak, baby potatoes, and asparagus.

In news that will surprise no one, I have found that I overall take better care of myself when I go to bed at a reasonable hour. I am better about brushing/flossing (oh, flossing, why must you be so boring?), can put out my clothes for the next day, and wind down nicely in a way that makes me feel ready for bed and not rushed or like I only have just enough time to pass out.

Tomorrow I'm going to work but I've "booked" the day to work on employee evaluations, so mostly it will just be me hiding in my office and not answering my phone and trying to ignore my email except at set intervals. I want to get them all done tomorrow so I don't have to worry about them later.

This weekend I'm going back to KK's house to continue helping her clear out stuff on Saturday, and then Sunday I will be doing the same except in my house. I should probably make a plan for what I'd like to accomplish, but I'm also really good at making plans that make me feel all optimistic (yay dopamine!) that I then don't follow up on, so... I don't know. I may try a different kind of plan, one which involves fewer lists and maybe resembles cognitive behavioural therapy homework a little more, by listing where I think I might encounter feelings of resistance and figuring out how to work through them.

We shall see. Stay tuned for more thrilling updates! ;)
mousme: A text icon in pale blue that reads Winter is Coming (Winter is Coming)
 I hit a wall today at work right around 2pm. I developed a headache, and try as I might, I could not summon energy from anywhere. I plodded through the rest of my day, and even contemplated leaving early, but I ended up leaving right on time (which is actually early by my standards) after I pushed myself to finish a couple of more time-sensitive things.

I also pushed myself a little bit to go to the grocery store, which had been my original plan, and I didn't want to push it to tomorrow.

I started feeling a bit better when I got home. I took some Tylenol anyway, and the headache is 90% gone, but I feel a bit like a wrung-out dishcloth. I have my Mage game tonight, and I don't want to cancel because it's been pushed back once already and I don't want everyone else to be disappointed, but ugh, I'd rather go to bed. I may ask for an early-ish stop to the game if I'm still crashing this hard after we get started.

I did manage to talk to my Director about talking to our DG about the Sergeant position, and he said he will bring it up at tomorrow's HR meeting, so that's good news, at least. :)

mousme: A text icon, white text on green, that reads Zathras trained in crisis management (Crisis Management)
Well, I didn't get any of the "new" recycling picked up, but I DID manage to put what I already had outside, so... IDK. My prediction that I wouldn't get it done was spot on, but I did manage a stalemate from the jaws of defeat. 

One of the supervisors at work gave her two weeks' notice today. I've known it was coming for a while, because she told me months ago she was looking elsewhere and informed me a few weeks ago that she'd found something that was pretty much a done deal and they were just doing the paperwork. It's a good move for her, and while it's a loss for us, she was also on modified duties due to a health condition that prevented her from working shifts, which contributed to some of our staffing issues. It's a mixed bag. IF we can replace her (and it's a big if), we'll have a supervisor back on shift, which would be great.

I had another one of those productive days that didn't feel productive at work. I think it's because I was on a training course all morning and because nothing is currently on fire, so things were actually calm? It's weird to not be putting out fires all the time, but I'm trying to take advantage of the calm to get some stuff done. I need to write up all my employee evaluations before I leave for my mini-vacation at the end of the month, because I'd like to leave with nothing "pending" that's under my direct control. Obviously there will ALWAYS be work left over because my job is neverending, but employee evaluations are definitely under my control and I don't want to have to rush them during the last three days of March.

In "You could have TOLD ME" news, my father ALSO got vaccinated yesterday because he's my mother's companion. He just didn't bother telling me he was also getting vaccinated. *flings hands in the air* It's good news but I am mad about it anyway. ;) The less good news is their second part of the vaccine is scheduled for the END OF MAY. Which is BONKERS. All sorts of what-the-fuckery there, frankly, and I am unimpressed, but there is not much we can do about it just yet. ARGH.

I am going to try to go to work early tomorrow to meet with the Sergeant in our operational and technical support unit (aka OTSU) to discuss an SOP he was supposed to discuss with me and get done last week. I didn't hear from him about it for days, so I poked him about it today and he finally responded that he'll be in the office tomorrow morning. Since I'm in training from 09:00 to 12:00 and then I have meetings the rest of the day, going in an hour early seems like the best way to make sure this conversation happens. Ugh. So far I am not super impressed with this guy, but he's been with us for a month, so maybe he'll surprise me later.

On that note, it is time to make my way bedward.
mousme: The silhouettes from MST3K with the written caption Oscar Wilde only wished he was this gay (Oscar Wilde)
I had a productive day that didn't feel productive, and I ended up leaving the office well after 7pm, which is not ideal. Tomorrow is recycling day and I haven't actually dealt with the recycling yet, which means I have to do it before bed. I SWORE to myself I would do it today, because every time I put it off to the morning of, it never gets done, and now I am breaking that promise to myself because it's already past 9pm and because I went to bed so late last night I feel like I've run out of energy.

I will report back here tomorrow night, and if I haven't put out the recycling, you may ALL tell me "I told you so!"

Today is Peggy's birthday. My baby is two years old! I can't believe she's no longer the roly poly puppy and is instead a lean, long-legged grown up! She got a birthday cookie (shaped like a bone and which had "Birthday Girl" on it written in dog-safe icing), a new squeaky green ball, a new Kong Wubba, and a beef shoulder bone the size of her head. She has been very excited about all of her presents, which is very gratifying. I know my no-longer-a-puppy well, it seems.

In other news, my current NCO i/c (Non Commissioned Office In Charge) stopped by my office today to chat about our HR issues, and he brought up a thing which happened on Thrusday, which was kind of neat. So, background: he, my Director, the other sergeant and I were having an impromptu chat about something that had come up, and we all happened to be at the office in person that day. Anyway, my NCO i/c made a joke but in a way that made both me and my Director think he was serious (in the "no, no, I was pulling your leg!" sense, not in the "Schroedinger's Douchebag sense). Now, I have ALWAYS been the perfect mark for that kind of joke: if you tell me something with a straight face I will fall for it 9 times out of 10 if it's not patently absurd. So I pulled out my favourite "dad joke" that I used for situations like that:

"For a queer girl, I make a great straight man."

Anyway, that got a chuckle out of people, and we moved on. But today he made a point of mentioning it, and that he felt really happy and proud that I felt comfortable enough to say that out loud in a room full of policemen who in theory have a fair bit of say in how my job and career will go in the near future. He actually got a little teary, which was sweet. He's about 10 years older than I am, but we both remember a time when being "out" was a recipe for ruining your life. He also told me really proudly that his daughter's best friend (she's in high school) is a gay boy who's the most popular kind in school (and has TWO boyfriends!).

It was a nice moment, I must say.

In other work news, I am trying to plan out my days and my weeks better. Today both did and didn't work out the way I planned, but so far I'm managing to view everything that goes off-course as a learning experience. Forgive me while I toot my own horn for a moment, but I am pretty impressed with how well I have been managing my emotional and mental state these past four months. I am not sure that I would have been able to do this job as well four years ago: I would have tied myself into knots with anxiety, and second-guessed myself into paralysis. I'm not doing everything perfectly (that's impossible anyway), but I've kept all the important plates spinning, and there's been a minimum of broken crockery for the less important plates. I feel that I'm always making at least a little bit of progress, or learning something new, or making a new connection, and it's been very rewarding.

Tomorrow I will make a new attempt at planning out the rest of the week.


And the most exciting news of the day is that my mother got her first COVID 19 vaccination today! I am so relieved, I can't even begin to tell you. Now we just have to wait for the next appointment. My father is under 80 years old, so he will be in the next "wave" in their province, which I guess will be next month, maybe? Either way, my mother is the more vulnerable of the two, so this is a weight lifted off all of us. I am hoping she won't experience too many side effects, but no matter which way you slice it, this is excellent news.
mousme: An RCMP officer in ceremonial uniform swinging around a horizontal bar. (Maintain the Right)
My exciting Friday night plans involve going to bed soon.

I had a long but really productive day at work. I didn't get two of the things on my to-do list done, but given that I had over 20 items on it AND I got a bunch of things added to it over the course of the day (as you do), I am not too disappointed.

In slightly promising news, my Director had a chat with me today about when my manager is due back from maternity leave (July 20th), and point-blank asked me what I wanted as a position inside our unit (since that's what he has control over).
 
So I told him I wanted to be the coordinator/facilitator for incident training and major events, and to have an active liaison role with other government communications centre. That position doesn't exist yet, but there will be a position like that in the somewhat nebulous future.
This doesn't solve our immediate problem, which is that the position won't exist by the time July 20th rolls around. Also, my Director right now only has his acting position until March 31st (although it's very likely to be extended another 6 months). BUT I politely reminded him that when Karen was doing my job, they had actually put her as acting in a Sergeant's position in our unit instead of the manager position (better pay, in order to try to entice her to stay, not that that worked). 
 
That position is now filled, but we DO have another vacant Sergeant position, which is in Business Continuity Planning. Since I have de facto been doing the BCP (there is no one else to do it), I pointed out that there is a pretty good rationale to justify putting me in that position while we wait for the real position I want to be created. He was delighted, and said he would mention it to our DG, so I am putting that in the "win" column.
 
I am still going to have one foot out the door until the moment I have something in writing (and signed), because I don't have a guarantee that he won't be replaced by someone else when his acting period is up, and that new person is unlikely to try to keep me the way he really wants to. But it's really nice to be wanted for now.

In non-work news, I have decided to avail myself of the services of a professional organizer. Years of anxiety, depression, and fully unmanaged ADHD combined with my ridiculous work schedule have led to my house being enough of a shambles that it's embarrassing to have people over (pre-pandemic, anyway), and I really want to get everything cleared out and organized before KK moves in in May. I am still working 50-60 hour weeks, albeit on a much better schedule, and I am tired and overwhelmed. So having someone else there to A) hold me accountable and B) actually come up with potential solutions for my chronic disorganization, seems like a logical way to tackle my current problem. In the past I have proved to be quite good at maintaining once I have a system in place, it's just that once things go to hell they tend to stay that way. It's now been four years since I had to leave my old house because of Cruella de Froot Loops (many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] blackmare for that great name), and I never recovered from having to find a place, pack, and get the hell out of Dodge in such a short period of time. (Yes, I am still bitter.)

I have about nine weeks before KK is meant to move in. Ideally I'd like to have ALL of my clutter gone by then, and to bring in someone to clean all the wall to wall carpet (and maybe also fix the damaged parts of the carpet if possible) so that she can move into a clean, sanitary house, and have space to settle in and make her own. Right now, my house has so much useless clutter that there's barely room for me, let alone another person. So it's time to make space for everyone.
mousme: A picture of Wol from Winnie the Pooh, holding a note that reads "Gon Out. Backson. Bizy. Backson." (Back Soon)
 I got home about 15 minutes ago, after what I have to declare a very productive day. I didn't get everything I wanted to done, but I didn't procrastinate too much and I caught up on a bunch of things that had kind of dropped off my radar.

I am going to TRY to get to work early tomorrow. For one thing, the GSVCO is ready (YAY!) and I have to pick her up after work, and I don't want to "accidentally" work until nearly 7pm again, especially since I would have to pick up KK so she can come with me and then drive her car home. Plus I have a meeting with my current supervisor to go over our Business Continuity Plan and to discuss Worst Case Scenarios because we are one COVID 19 case away from losing literally half our staff for a minimum of two weeks. And I do mean literally.

Anyway, fun times ahead.

 Tonight is D&D, so it's time to put some food in my face and then go roll some dice! We are officially Level 5 this week, baby!
mousme: A text icon in pale blue that reads Winter is Coming (Winter is Coming)
Oof.

Last week seems to be spilling over into this week. I hitched a ride with my friend [livejournal.com profile] julienne64 (alas no longer on LJ), and since she works 10-6 it made for a slightly late start to the morning.

KK was kind enough first to take me to fetch Peggy from puppy boot camp (Peggy is a very happy camper now that she's home), and has even let me borrow her car until I can get the GSVCO back, which is really awesome and I am very grateful to her indeed.

The rest of today was just... ugh. I don't know. I got nothing done except get pulled from one spot at work to another, and there was some employee drama that I don't really feel like dealing with but will probably have to deal with when I get into work tomorrow. Originally it seemed like I was going to have to work from home tomorrow, but since I now have access to wheels I can go in, and now I have mixed feelings about it. XD

Overall it's better if I go in, even if I don't feel like having to navigate everyone's feelings tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be able to start catching up on all the work I haven't been getting done for the past ten days due to all the technological shenanigans.

I've also been working on and off all evening on various things, and I am looking forward to my bed at this point.
mousme: A text icon, white text on green, that reads Zathras trained in crisis management (Crisis Management)
The week is over, I hope. The car has been delivered to the car vet, and things at work are more or less under control, even if they're not great.

I ended up going to bed late yesterday just out of sheer inertia. I didn't play Stardew Valley, but I just didn't pry myself out of my chair in time to go upstairs and to bed at a reasonable hour. Oops.

I had a nice chat with my therapist today: she let me rant about this clusterbang of a week, and we focused on how I can try to "allow" myself to take proper breaks during the day without constantly being eaten alive by guilt and the feeling that I *should* be productive at all times, or something. She also gave me some ideas for better handling delegating tasks to others. I am getting better at delegating, but I am terrible at keeping track of the things I've delegated, which doesn't help much.

So I have some homework to try out for the next two weeks, to see if it helps, and to see what needs tweaking. 

In the meantime, I am going to finish my dinner and head to bed. No Stardew Valley for me tonight, but I will likely treat myself to a few hours tomorrow.
mousme: A picture of Wol from Winnie the Pooh, holding a note that reads "Gon Out. Backson. Bizy. Backson." (Back Soon)
I just got home. What a week.

I have split the difference on taking tomorrow off and have declared it a "work from home" day. That way I can sleep in until ten minutes to nine if I want to and no one will be any the wiser. ;)

If I was smart, I'd go to bed right after I finish eating, but I will confess I kind of want to stay up and play Stardew Valley. I may split the difference there too and go to bed with a book. Yesterday I played until later than I intended, which is how it goes most of the time, frankly. Not always, but I do know that the more tired I am, the less good I am at making good decisions involving executive function (like playing "one more day" of Stardew Valley instead of going to bed). Since I am really flipping wiped out today, the wisest course of action is to not turn on the gaming computer at all.

Remember how the other day I said I wasn't going to officially declare my employee's pay problems solved until all the money was in her account and nothing else happened? WELL. We can file this one under "I told you so and I wish I wasn't right." The Timekeeper Unit (which sounds like a really cool fantasy name for, like, time travelling wizards but is in fact a pay department whose sole job it is to look at employee's time sheets and reconcile them with the posted schedule) rejected four of her time sheets, so she and I spent 45 minutes going over everything with a fine-toothed comb in order to re-submit them.

*sigh*

It's still an improvement over her not getting paid at all. Most of her back pay has been deposited into her account, so now it's just a matter of persevering until it's all accounted for.

Today's good news is that we were able to recover 85% of the data that got lost between Monday and Tuesday, thanks to some technical wizardry from one of the IT guys. We are all very relieved. I know that the operator who felt she was responsible for it (we're not even sure it was her, for the record, there were a lot of moving parts) was tying herself in knots over it, so I'm glad we got a decent resolution out of all of this.

My bed is calling to me with siren song. Off I go. :)
mousme: A picture of Darth Vader, captioned My Fandom Destroys Planets. (My Fandom Destroys Planets)
 Yesterday's gif applies here too. 

It feels a little bit like the universe was listening last week when I was telling people how much I enjoy the challenge of problem-solving at my job and decided to double down and give me ALL of the problems to solve this week.

The week is more than halfway over and I have gotten nothing done of the things I planned and/or needed to do. It's been all putting out fires, all the time, and I am over it at this point. I am toying with the idea of taking Friday off, if I can manage it. On one hand, there aren't enough hours in the day for me to get my job done as it is, so taking time off sounds like a really great way to fall even further behind, but on the other hand I actually have leave in excess of the allowed maximum that I can have by the end of the fiscal year. I feel guilty about taking time off while I'm in an acting position, because I only have a tiny amount of time in which to get all this work done, but all work and no play, etc.

*sigh*

Tomorrow I will need to get groceries, since I won't have the car this weekend. Planning ahead is not one of my strong suits when it comes to my personal life, but this is something small enough that I apparently remembered to do it. ;)

Now I am going to watch more Death In Paradise, maybe play a little bit of Stardew Valley, and turn in for the night. Exciting times, am I right?
mousme: A text icon in pale blue that reads Winter is Coming (Winter is Coming)
 


Today started with the guy meant to be delivering (and installing!) our new printer calling me to tell me that property security weren't allowing him on the grounds because he "wasn't cleared." ARGH. This isn't some random delivery dude, he's a specialized tech for a secure network belonging to a government partner. It took 45 minutes to get that sorted out, which is 45 minutes of my life I'm never getting back.

The day kind of went downhill from there, culminating in a technological malfunction causing a data loss that we can only PRAY is not going to compromise a national security investigation. GAH. 

The employee drama seems to have sorted itself out, at least, which is nice.

The best news of the week so far is that we seem to have FINALLY fixed my employees pay issues. All of the back pay she's owed should be deposited into her account tomorrow, and all of the various pay people have sworn on their children's heads that the system correctly reflects her current pay rate. So once we confirm tomorrow that she got paid all of her money, I will be able to say with a reasonable degree of confidence that the problem is resolved. I won't call it good, because anything can happen, but there is every reason for optimism right now.

I haven't gotten anything done at work this week that I planned to do, so it feels like I got nothing done. Objectively that isn't true of course. I've been dealing with the fallout from the system migration this whole time, but it's frustrating nonetheless.

In news unrelated to work for once, my darling car mechanic Steve finally got back to me, and we are a GO for car maintenance this weekend. The General Service Vehicle: Congenital Optimist (that's the car's name, for more recent readers--I used Iain M. Banks' naming convention) is long overdue for some TLC. I'm getting a new-to-me alternator (technically it's an after-market one, but Steve is confident that it will work well for me, and it has a three year warranty, which is good), a new timing belt, new spark plugs, a complete replacement of the transmission and power steering fluid, a thorough check and servicing of the brakes (we will set up another appointment if they need to be replaced), an oil change, and the application of a protective lubricant on my poor patch of rust to keep it from spreading until such time as we can find someone to do the body work for me.

I won't have the car for the whole weekend, and it's not going to be cheap, but it's going to be MUCH cheaper than if I go to the dealership or Canadian Tire, and Steve does excellent work. My goal this year is to get the car into the best shape possible and keep maintaining it for as long as possible. I toyed with the idea of trading in the GSVCO and getting a larger car or even (ugh) an SUV of sorts in anticipation of moving further out in the country: having something with more torque and more cargo space would definitely come in handy. That being said, the math of getting a new vehicle convinced me that sticking with my trusty steed for several years longer makes much more sense. I own the GSVCO outright, and she is very good on gas, which means my main expenditure every month is insurance (which is bananas in Ontario, for the record). Getting a larger vehicle means hundreds more dollars a month just to pay for the silly thing, and probably hundreds in gas.

So right now it's much more cost effective to just do a bunch of preventive maintenance. Come the springtime I'm going to do a few cosmetic upgrades too. Nothing fancy, just new floor mats, maybe find a way to fix up some of the nicks and scratches in the paint (they are all very small), things like that. I'm also going to investigate new all season tires and maybe get them already mounted on rims if I can. All very boring stuff if you're not me, but I'm low-key excited at my newfound understanding of care and feeding of my motor vehicle.

On that note, it is time for care and maintenance of the Phnee, which means bedtime. Here I go.
mousme: An RCMP officer in ceremonial uniform swinging around a horizontal bar. (Maintain the Right)
 A pox on IT people who design things without consulting the ACTUAL USERS. A plague on all their houses!

ARGH.

The new system installation is going... not well. The fiberoptic cable is faulty, so two workstations can't be installed until Tuesday. We only have two printers instead of three because one is backordered. One printer isn't showing up on the network. The other printer keeps getting uninstalled every time people log off their computers. The distribution lists and Outlook address books are still MIA. The scanners aren't configured because it was assumed we wouldn't need them. That's not even counting all the "security improvements" that are actively making our lives harder because they are incompatible with our other systems, or slow down our process to little more than a crawl.

*beats head on desk*


Combine that with employee drama, and I am glad today is over. People at work are tired and frustrated and overworked and emotions are running high these days, especially with the employees who are all being medically accommodated working days. And since they're working days (thus all together), they tend to clash directly with each other. My father said it sounds like I'm running a circus these days, and he's not entirely wrong.

I am looking forward to my bed. :)

mousme: A picture of Wol from Winnie the Pooh, holding a note that reads "Gon Out. Backson. Bizy. Backson." (Back Soon)
I am a little sorry to be doing barely more than placeholder posts lately, but, well, I figure it's better than nothing. I want to honour my commitment to posting every day, and I just realized that I thoroughly dropped the ball on that today. In my defense, today was a DAY.

Peggy has decisively figured out how to Houdini her way out of her crate, and did so today as I was trying to leave for work. Not only that, but she broke down the baby gate that keeps her confined to the living room, so I had to make a last minute change in plans and leave her at daycare at PetSmart so that she wouldn't run the cats ragged all day and pee all over my upstairs carpet. Clearly her house training still needs work. *sigh*

Anyway, I dropped Lidan off at KK's, detoured to PetSmart, and FINALLY made it in to work to help out with the migration of the new secure network, and oh my God, what a clusterfuck that was. We lost connectivity to a bunch of systems, and the techs dropped a bunch of extra surprises on me at the last minute about the security requirements which would have been REALLY nice to know ahead of time. I am deeply unimpressed with how poorly everyone communicated with us during this entire process.

Oh, and in spite of their assurances two weeks ago that we wouldn't lose all of our contacts/address books/distribution lists, we lost all of our contacts/address books/distribution lists (this is my surprised face, I swear), and it took a lot of fucking around to find backup copies that are basically unusable but that we can manually copy over, at least. It sucks for the poor operators, who have had to manually rebuild these lists multiple times over the past few months every. singe. time. the techs provide us with an "improvement." It takes three people an entire weekend's worth of shifts (so roughly 144 hours of work) to rebuild these lists, without which they literally cannot do their job. So I'm super frustrated on their behalf.

By the time I got home it was 6:30 and I was so tired I couldn't see straight, so I napped before my Mage game (it was supposed to be Friday, but one of the players had computer issues so we switched to tonight), and I am very glad I did. I am still tired now, enough so that I think I won't have trouble getting to sleep the way I did yesterday after D&D, but the nap allowed me to mostly remain focused during the game. I'm having lots of fun with all my games these days--it's a large part of what's keeping me sane during the pandemic.

On that note, it is bed time. I have to be up a little earlier than usual tomorrow to bring Peggy to puppy boot camp for the week. I'm alternating weeks with her trainer to make sure her training doesn't get rusty and that she gets enough exercise because my own ability to provide said exercise has proved lacking this winter. Sleep is calling my name. :)
mousme: A text icon, white text on green, that reads Zathras trained in crisis management (Crisis Management)
What. A. Day.

The universe heard me worrying about my Big Important Meeting and decided to put things into perspective for me, it seems. ;)

Nothing dire or life-threatening, luckily, but as soon as the meeting was over all hell broke loose in my office. IT issues, employee drama (minor but annoying), and last-minute revelations that the secure network migration this weekend is going to be kind of nightmarish.

Ha ha, universe, very funny.

It's all fine, for the record. Nothing I couldn't handle, and for the most part I really enjoy the problem-solving aspects of all this ridiculousness. But I am TIRED tonight.

Also when I got home I found that Peggy managed to Houdini herself out of her (STILL LOCKED) crate, and had had accidents all over the upstairs carpet (and not downstairs which is all easily cleaned hardwood floor, *sigh*). Otherwise, though, she didn't destroy anything, and while the cats are DEEPLY unimpressed they're also not traumatized and have even come out a few times to test the waters. So I'm letting her have the run of the house this evening as an experiment to see if I can get rid of the baby gate entirely and just let her do her thing. She'll still have to be crated during the day when I'm at work, but it would be nice to not have to keep us both confined to the living room and kitchen the rest of the time.

We shall see.
mousme: An RCMP officer in ceremonial uniform swinging around a horizontal bar. (Maintain the Right)
I am torn between two contradictory thoughts:

1- There aren't enough clones of me to get all my work done in a given work day/work week.
2- I could get all my work done if I managed my time better/didn't procrastinate.

I *do* procrastinate. Always have, especially when it's something that I'm unsure I'll be able to do well, or when it's something I know I find difficult to do. So there is definitely at least some truth to the second thought. That being said, on an intellectual level I don't think it's true that I could get ALL my work done even if I spent every single minute of my workday being hyper-productive.

That's where it gets a little messy in my brain. I think that I may be procrastinating not only because of uncertainty/discomfort/anxiety, although that's the main reason, but also because I have the other belief that there isn't enough time in the day to get all my work done no matter what I do. So my self-sabotaging brain then flips itself onto its back like an extremely dramatic turtle and wails: "WHAT'S THE POINT OF EVEN TRYING, GAWD." My brain also likes to turtle when I'm uncertain/uncomfortable/anxious and yells "I CAN'T!" or "I DON'T KNOW!" or "IT'LL NEVER WORK ANYWAY!" Because it is a very dramatic turtle, as I said.

So today was overall a pretty productive day. I only procrastinated twice, and even then it was for very short bursts of time (maybe 10 minutes or so). I did a whole bunch of stuff, but arguably I didn't do the most important task on my list today, which is to prep for a Big Important Meeting I have tomorrow. Granted, all of the stuff I did today was important and had a time constraint on it, and it would have been irresponsible to *not* do that stuff too, so it kind of feels like it was a form of constructive procrastination. That still leaves the fact that I have not prepared for tomorrow's meeting, and I have made the decision to bring work home with me in order to finish preparing. When I say I haven't prepared, it's not 100% exact: I know what needs to happen, and I theoretically could run this meeting with what I have in my brain already. It's just that if I read the extra documentation I got this week and plan out an agenda for myself in writing, it will go much, much better. It's a meeting with a lot of people in positions of more power than mine, and given my tendency to get flustered when challenged (even when I theoretically know my stuff, the impostor syndrome is strong), being well prepared will be an extra tool in my toolbelt to keep things running smoothly and to help me achieve what I want tomorrow.

I don't really have any scintillating insight into this yet. I am going to go to bed soon, and the goal is to get up a little earlier than usual to keep working. I overslept this morning by way of sleeping right through my alarm. I never even heard it. When I checked my phone I hadn't turned it off, it had just stopped ringing of its own accord after being "ignored" for over 20 minutes. Luckily I had no early meetings and my boss doesn't care when I get into work, just so long as the job gets done, but I still feel a little guilty about not being "on time" this morning. So the voluntary overtime fairy is paying me a visit for a few different reasons today.
mousme: An RCMP officer in ceremonial uniform swinging around a horizontal bar. (Maintain the Right)
 I am having kind of a tough week, work-wise. I did get to bed early yesterday, but I'm (not surprisingly) still feeling the effects of all of last week's poor sleep choices, and I think it's brought down my tolerance level for frustration. I have a Skype call with my parents tonight, and after that I am going to dive directly into bed again. The only way out is through, so I am just going to keep reasonable bedtimes, especially while I'm still feeling this drained.

In the meantime, without going into too much detail, I figure I should write down what's been bothering me about work.
  1. I didn't get my weekly report for last week done yet. Normally I get them done on Friday afternoon, but we've had something of a "crisis" which has eaten up a lot of my time.
  2. Said "crisis" is that we are being migrated from an old email program (Groupwise) to a new email program (Outlook) on one of our secure networks, and the IT people/migration team didn't take my unit into account because we are a tiny handful of people and from the outside we seem insignificant. Unfortunately we work very differently from the majority of the organization AND we are also a vital part of making sure the organization communicates with all other government branches. Cue clusterfuck.
  3. My employee's pay woes continue. I mentioned them here before, I think, and while it looked like things were resolved right before Christmas and that she would be seeing back pay at the beginning of January, none of it materialized. In fact, in some instances we appear to have taken several steps backward. My Director and I got hold of the Director of National Compensation Services yesterday, and he has promised to take care of it personally, so I guess we'll see. I am incredibly frustrated on behalf of my employee, and she is understandably nearing the end of her rope. Her credit is suffering, her mother has been buying her groceries, it's a damned mess. The Director of National Compensation Services said we ought to hear back from him before the end of next week, and I intend to hold him to it.
  4. My Staff Sergeant went on long-term leave after committing to a fairly big project for another unit, and now I am left with it even though I have no idea what I'm doing and it doesn't come under our purview, per se. I've spent quite a lot of energy trying to chase  down people who can actually help me with this thing.
  5. All of the above has made me "fall behind" on other work that needs to get done, because I've been making an effort to leave work closer to on time than before. I'm still not leaving on time, but much closer to actual quitting time, and that's resulting in stuff not getting done. Part of this is poor time management on my part; it's never been my strong suit, and I have trouble evaluating how long some things will take, and I still procrastinate on tasks I'm not sure how to tackle.
In short, bleh. I'm hoping another night or two of good sleep will let me handle the work frustrations better and procrastinate less on the tasks that have felt too big or too complicated. 

mousme: The face of a green woman forest deity against a black background (Green Woman)
 I spent most of today feeling like utter crap, and it is 100% because I sucked at going to bed at a decent hour all of last week. I dragged my way through work, postponed my Skype date with my parents to tomorrow, and am in my pajamas and tucked into bed.

I did this to myself, but the good news is that I can also fix it by going to bed on time and getting back into good habits.

It's been a frustrating day at work. I spent more time than I wanted to talking to the Director of one of the pay services (there are several, because government) because my employee's pay STILL isn't sorted out. I am so frustrated on her behalf. I don't have the energy to go into detail, but it feels like every time we do this dance I get the shocked Pikachu reaction from the people I'm talking to: "Oh, gosh, we've never SEEN this problem before!" And today, to add insult to injury, a different pay service emailed back saying we'd submitted her forms wrong, while referencing stuff that was submitted, like, six months ago and which we already corrected and re-submitted. ARGH. Anyway, I think I got them sorted out, and I will call and follow up tomorrow so my employee can get paid. I hope.

Combine that with tech problems (we're switching to a new platform for one of the secure networks, and things have gone pear-shaped) and you get a very tired Phnee. So, early to bed it is. With any luck I will awaken feeling restored, and tomorrow will be an improvement.

Good night, all!
mousme: A picture of Wol from Winnie the Pooh, holding a note that reads "Gon Out. Backson. Bizy. Backson." (Back Soon)
We didn't TPK last time but we're about to start another fight that could prove just as deadly. Our poor, tiny, squishy party with no healer. XD  

Working from home sucks, and I am going to avoid it in the future. I am bad at it. I let myself get distracted constantly, and between than and the VPN constantly crashing, I got next to nothing useful done today. I am frustrated at myself, and it's obvious to me that being physically in the office puts me in the correct mindset for work. It might be a different story if I had no choice but to be at home, but I can go to the office in a manner that is safe: I am physically isolated from almost everyone else, and we have strict disinfection protocols in place. Since I am lucky enough to have this, I am going to take advantage of it and not try to reinvent the wheel working at home.

Tomorrow Peggy goes back to her trainer, and I'm both sad because I won't spend as much time with her and pleased because she'll be getting tons of exercise and training and run joyfully through the snowy fields every day. :)

Starting tomorrow I'm going to try to do a reset on the week and actually be productive the next few days. I am not at all pleased with how little I've gotten done since last Friday.
mousme: An RCMP officer in ceremonial uniform swinging around a horizontal bar. (Maintain the Right)
Working from home is not my strong suit, I don't think. I am not nearly as productive, even though there are technically fewer distractions than when I am at work (I get interrupted a lot).

I think I won't  be making a habit of this anytime soon unless I absolutely have no choice. It's just really not for me. I like my home to be where I live, not where I work. Plus, the VPN I have to log into for my work is absolutely shit, and I spend more time dealing with technical issues than I do working, it seems like. The cons outweigh the pros of working from home by quite a lot, even though it is very enjoyable to not have to commute to work every day.

Today sort of got away from me, so I shall have to make this a very short post. I have a Skype date with my parents soon, and we can all tell each other about all of the nothing we did since we spoke yesterday. ;)

I'm very grateful for modern technology, though. It has made such a huge difference to be able to see my parents, even if it's not in person. I for one welcome our new robot overlords!

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