Eight Years, Eight Months, Three Weeks
Apr. 24th, 2006 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
livingdeb. . . until retirement.
Today in the news there was a huge security breach at my job. My first thought was that my work life has been sucking for over a year now so they can be getting rid of this danger, and it's not even working! But of course, my people were not working in that section; they were working in my section. Oh, their people are in such amazing big trouble.
Meanwhile, I found two (or three) non-security related bugs in one of my systems. The guy I report to is afraid that the changes I want will be seen as enhancements rather than fixes. He obviously has been beaten down for too long.
I'm starting to suspect that this kind of thing is why I do not come home ready to tackle problems, or even just the dishes. I am turning into someone who tells people I am unavailable for almost everything. I am starting to suspect it's not just because I enjoy hanging out at home more. I am starting to think it's because after so much problem solving and difficult social skill using (must! control! fist! of death!) at work, I want to do just the opposite when I get home. I really don't want those poor students to get the wrong results on their degree audits. But I'm pretty sure I don't want to turn into one of those hermit type people, either.
Maybe I should start paying attention to stress-reduction advice. Maybe you really can come home and empty your mind for fifteen minutes and then just get on with your life. Oh, but I hate that kind of stuff. I could stand some quiet stretching or something. I'll have to pay attention tomorrow if I feel better after Body Flow than on other days. I definitely feel better on Sundays than on other days.
Today in the news there was a huge security breach at my job. My first thought was that my work life has been sucking for over a year now so they can be getting rid of this danger, and it's not even working! But of course, my people were not working in that section; they were working in my section. Oh, their people are in such amazing big trouble.
Meanwhile, I found two (or three) non-security related bugs in one of my systems. The guy I report to is afraid that the changes I want will be seen as enhancements rather than fixes. He obviously has been beaten down for too long.
I'm starting to suspect that this kind of thing is why I do not come home ready to tackle problems, or even just the dishes. I am turning into someone who tells people I am unavailable for almost everything. I am starting to suspect it's not just because I enjoy hanging out at home more. I am starting to think it's because after so much problem solving and difficult social skill using (must! control! fist! of death!) at work, I want to do just the opposite when I get home. I really don't want those poor students to get the wrong results on their degree audits. But I'm pretty sure I don't want to turn into one of those hermit type people, either.
Maybe I should start paying attention to stress-reduction advice. Maybe you really can come home and empty your mind for fifteen minutes and then just get on with your life. Oh, but I hate that kind of stuff. I could stand some quiet stretching or something. I'll have to pay attention tomorrow if I feel better after Body Flow than on other days. I definitely feel better on Sundays than on other days.