Aug 02, 2007 20:25
Very little. I dropped elder daughter at daycare, and, feeling a little like I did for Super Bowl Sunday 2002 (aka The Time I Was Supposed to Host a Party But Instead Went to The Emergency Room), I decided to take a sick day... or most of the day.
I went home, moaned a while, then fell sound asleep to let my body get rid of the naughty bacteria/virii/aliens that were attacking my stomach. Sleep is good for that sort of thing. And for knitting up the ravelled sleeve of care, but that's neither here nor there.
I went in to work for a bit to put out fire 1 (Mathematica License Server not working), fire 2 (people needing tasking... boy did they get tasking) and fire 3 (keeping bad things from happening on our network). Then I got my first performance evaluation at my job... which I've had for 3.5 years.
Now, that's fine. They have continued to have me work there, which I always take to be a positive performance evaluation. This one was an actual, formal evaluation. And, apparently, I am pretty good. Hooray for me.
Of course, then I felt beholden to go in this evening to check on a possible server issue.