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Work has sucked so much lately that I don't even want to *look* at the computer when I get home. I haven't checked my *email* in five days, let alone thinking about LJ.
The short version of the story is, my company uses a program that was not designed for us; we kind of shoehorned ourselves into it, working with a programmer to tweak it in various ways to fit our needs. That programmer obviously did not take very good notes of the changes he made, and he left the software company last year. Enter Programmer #2. This has been fine until we just upgraded the software, about 2 weeks ago.
*Nothing* is working right. And, because they don't really know what changes they made before, everytime they change something now to get one aspect of the program to work, it completely FUBARs some other part.
I haven't been able to get caught up until *yesterday*, and hello, end of month!
This has been stressing me out more than I realized, and I haven't even been able to fall back on my normal stress-eating, because I have a bridesmaid's dress to fit into in 2 weeks.
So, yeah. I'm alive. Stressed out beyond belief, but hopefully that will calm down now. I hope to post my thoughts on this week's Bones tonight, if something *else* hasn't gone wrong today.
The short version of the story is, my company uses a program that was not designed for us; we kind of shoehorned ourselves into it, working with a programmer to tweak it in various ways to fit our needs. That programmer obviously did not take very good notes of the changes he made, and he left the software company last year. Enter Programmer #2. This has been fine until we just upgraded the software, about 2 weeks ago.
*Nothing* is working right. And, because they don't really know what changes they made before, everytime they change something now to get one aspect of the program to work, it completely FUBARs some other part.
I haven't been able to get caught up until *yesterday*, and hello, end of month!
This has been stressing me out more than I realized, and I haven't even been able to fall back on my normal stress-eating, because I have a bridesmaid's dress to fit into in 2 weeks.
So, yeah. I'm alive. Stressed out beyond belief, but hopefully that will calm down now. I hope to post my thoughts on this week's Bones tonight, if something *else* hasn't gone wrong today.