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So Busy Today

I was so overwhelmed by my work today.  I handled 50% of the total measurable work volume today and I really felt it (considering there are three of us).  Not to mention the face-to-face work and the ongoing work, I'm really stressing the lack of another head on the team.

The actual work is easy, but as time stretches on I can see things getting out of hand.

That's life in the tech industry I guess.

NiteGirl took her first driving lessons this weekend, (30 mins total) with some practice around the neighborhood and a local high school parking lot.  She did really well, and only made me scared for my life once.  That must be better than I did my first day out.

I did TheSpawn's makeup yesterday (cheetah) it turned out okay, but I'll revise it tomorrow.  I also supplied her with a bloody kitten as a prop, which went over gangbusters at the Halloween party.  TheSpawn won 6 contests including Best [loudest] Scream, Scariest Costume and Best Costume.  She was so proud!

I was pretty proud too, she got those lungs from me and my family!  She'll have a great "Mom Voice" when she grows up.

That reminds me of a quick story I wrote on my private blog a couple years ago.

There were these ROTC kids messing around by a dumpster a fair distance from my friends and I as we waited for the bus.  They were getting louder and rowdier and eventually I got tired of their noise and obvious misbehavior (ROTC KIDS!!)  so I puffed up and gave them a big Authoritative "HEY!" and they scattered like confetti in the proverbial hurricane.

My Friends couldn't believe the volume and depth of the voice that came from me; they had checked themselves when they heard it.  Funny Stuff.

A similar thing happened at a Basketball game; I was yelling "Brick" and "Psyche" during layups and free throws.  It was a blast.

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About NiteMayr

Before: Kevin was born on the mossy hills of Scotland and lived for a while in West Lothian before the mores of pre-Thatcher and REALLY pre-Oasis Great Britain sent his family across the ocean to North America. They moved here and there and Kevin did the same when he was old enough. Now he lives in London with his family and a Dog. Kevin Wardrop is an amateur writer, amateur photographer and professional pain in the ass. He has worked in the PC support business for most of his adult life and has been accustomed to simply answering technical questions as a matter of fiat, it was his career choice after all. Now he herds cats and puppies for a living as well as babysitting the web enterprises at the heart of western industry. He sleeps on an eastern-style bed and dreams of laying cable over country roads.