Overwhelmed
Work....
We are getting certain items digitized. It's part of an existing program, but this is the first time we are including loose leaf material as the majority of records, rather than bound/manuscript books. So, we are entering new territory, trying out a relatively new vendor to do the scanning. The vendor was willing to use our naming protocol, but... ugh. We just keep finding problems. Solving one, and find a few more. Total hydra. The end result is that I have to review all 500 entries to make sure it is exactly as it should be. Of course there's a fair bit of pressure to get this done fast because the powers that be have plans for it. But, the post-scan metadata fix is going to be 3x worse than previous projects. I will be pitching in to get that metadata sorted and probably a few others, to boot.
quiet_elegance is headed to Vegas starting tomorrow, til next Saturday. This is the latest installment of his process of getting instruction to be an instructor. This time it's math (last time it was OSHA). One upside: it's only a week, not 2 like last time.
Baby
Crime Fighter has been asserting his personhood a lot lately in the form of waking up and really wanting to have food in the middle of the night. Last night while I was out, he woke up an hour after he went to bed, which is unheard of these days. But 2 hour intervals with the expectation of milk each time is very normal. If I'm lucky, it'd be 3 hours gap. But I have not seen more than that in so long I feel like the handful of times that has happened were even real. I think I made it up now. (no, not really)
So.
I am going to use the chance of our office being less occupied with QE being gone to start the dreaded sleep training for the boy. I've been talking it over with some people who've been through it and the consensus there is the cold turkey/cry it out method. I'll move the baby's bed into the temporarily unoccupied office and let the pain begin on Friday night. Eventually, once he gets the hang of it, I very very much hope we can move him back to the bedroom. Maybe in his new to him crib. It's going to be a long week, I think.
I hate the notion of this so much, but I have to sleep more. I have to.
TLDR: I'm tired, stressed, and dreading the next week. Almost all extra curricular socializing is very likely going to have to be canceled. If I start with super-crazy austerity, I might be able to ease off if I over-estimate how bad the GTFTS Plan will be for me. Chocolate and booze offerings welcome.
We are getting certain items digitized. It's part of an existing program, but this is the first time we are including loose leaf material as the majority of records, rather than bound/manuscript books. So, we are entering new territory, trying out a relatively new vendor to do the scanning. The vendor was willing to use our naming protocol, but... ugh. We just keep finding problems. Solving one, and find a few more. Total hydra. The end result is that I have to review all 500 entries to make sure it is exactly as it should be. Of course there's a fair bit of pressure to get this done fast because the powers that be have plans for it. But, the post-scan metadata fix is going to be 3x worse than previous projects. I will be pitching in to get that metadata sorted and probably a few others, to boot.
quiet_elegance is headed to Vegas starting tomorrow, til next Saturday. This is the latest installment of his process of getting instruction to be an instructor. This time it's math (last time it was OSHA). One upside: it's only a week, not 2 like last time.
Baby
Crime Fighter has been asserting his personhood a lot lately in the form of waking up and really wanting to have food in the middle of the night. Last night while I was out, he woke up an hour after he went to bed, which is unheard of these days. But 2 hour intervals with the expectation of milk each time is very normal. If I'm lucky, it'd be 3 hours gap. But I have not seen more than that in so long I feel like the handful of times that has happened were even real. I think I made it up now. (no, not really)
So.
I am going to use the chance of our office being less occupied with QE being gone to start the dreaded sleep training for the boy. I've been talking it over with some people who've been through it and the consensus there is the cold turkey/cry it out method. I'll move the baby's bed into the temporarily unoccupied office and let the pain begin on Friday night. Eventually, once he gets the hang of it, I very very much hope we can move him back to the bedroom. Maybe in his new to him crib. It's going to be a long week, I think.
I hate the notion of this so much, but I have to sleep more. I have to.
TLDR: I'm tired, stressed, and dreading the next week. Almost all extra curricular socializing is very likely going to have to be canceled. If I start with super-crazy austerity, I might be able to ease off if I over-estimate how bad the GTFTS Plan will be for me. Chocolate and booze offerings welcome.