"Remoted” – Workday 147 / Day 214 (Friday)

Another gray and drizzly/rainy day that required having lights on all day. Parts were great, other parts made my head hurt. It started a little rough with being too tired, thanks to staying up a bit too late followed by Winston and night four of the ongoing 2:00 a.m. potty break saga. Too much coffee was consumed, resulting in feeling simultaneously tired and overly caffeinated. The placement of the overhead office light causes my shadow to fall on the desk and then I’m trying to get out of my own way to see what I’m working on. 

Even though it was wet outside, the basement is still dry, which is great. Although the wine reserves are dwindling, there is plenty of cocoa and tea in the house, which is comforting. Things were crossed off the work to-do list this week, which tasted like victory, or maybe that was just all the cookies. 

The week of the rotini.

The rotini with sauce and cheese, rotini with broccoli and pesto and cheese, and rotini baked in a dish with sauce and squash and cheese, that has been either lunch or dinner every day for the past six days was finally finished with tonight’s dinner and I don’t have to see it again for a while. A ton too much of rotini was cooked with the intention of baking a rotini mac and cheese to freeze. Realizing there wasn't enough cheese on hand for that, and also that the plan would require more cooking later in the week, the decision was made to ride the rotini wave until it was finished. This might be resourceful. Or lazy. Or a testament to being sufficiently numb that eating basically the same thing for six days barely registers. 

On the headache inducing side of things, after writing several documents and shepherding them through multiple reviews, it was revealed that I had the frigging product name wrong because I missed a detail in one of the 10,000 emails I can’t seem to get my arms around. Now, the task is to backtrack and find all instances of the name in multiple documents to insert a hyphen and make a capitalized letter lowercase. Thank goodness this was discovered now, instead of after all the writing was done. And I owe an eagle-eyed colleague for the catch, but how to reward that is beyond me. The email situation has become insane with this remote stuff. Things that used to be a 15 minute conversation are now a 15 email chain with 47 attachments. Insane amounts of time are spent writing, sending, reading, and trying to organize emails.

A bottle of wine and an endless stream of shows on Netflix is tonight's plan for unwinding. And cookies. And no personal emails, even though it means there will be twice as many to deal with later. Let’s see how it goes.