Friday, March 30, 2018

aching back

It is very weird because I didn't have a fall or wrench on it but my back was so sore yesterday sitting at work that I made an emergency chiro appointment for mid-afternoon today.   It was bothering a bit all week but didn't feel bad Wednesday when I took more NSAIDS so I had thought it would be OK.  My chiro doesn't work on thursdays and I was uncomfortable all day at work.   Only the thought of of the traffic kept me from leaving early.  Then I did get distracted with work tasks finally and actually got some stuff done.

I hope I've just got a stuck sacrum or something from sitting on the couch w/o a pillow behind my back when sis was visiting, after all the sitting in blinds (with no feral hogs ever showing up) and sitting for the long drive to and from Texas and it just didn't show up until the work week started.

I should do my taxes this weekend and get my trailer fixed next week.  I should have gotten my propane line that I ruined on the Moab trip fixed right after it happened but of course I procrastinated.

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Arrggghh

Feel like I'm in a pool of quicksand at work.    Last night on my ground network where I think I grok how everything works one of the networks was generating nutso results on its coordinate step, moving stations by tens of meters --  I must check today to see if somehow two sites have the same name or one site has two names.   Its the only thing I can think of that might explain things working fine for all the prelim steps which are separate for each station or baseline and then blowing up like that in the network step.

I was made the lead for archiving data and received a notice of being overspent,  then a list of account keys w/o the archive names attached to them  and this morning an email that we are now right at limit but not over.   *I* did not remove nearly 40% of files so how did that happen?!

Having an issue with processing some older data where an error shows up only when a whole month of data is submitted for processing at once but not if days are done one at a time.  Those are almost impossible to track down.  Plus getting a mystery error in one processing step that does repeat but doesn't make sense, so it may be some goofy array overflow.   I don't know how to analyze software to find bugs of that nature.  Such a miserable pain in the butt. 

Sunday, March 4, 2018

Wow, accidental Ann Landers therapy

I've been feeling down because of my failure to get tack sold and my veering off into trying to clear it out largely derailed the general declutter efforts the last couple months.

I no longer get a newspaper, and I don't  seek out the Ann Landers' type columns online; but when I used to skim them in the dead tree paper I found they just tended to make me feel better.   See: other people have things worse or are so emotionally needy they make a movie length drama out of a stubbed toe, you and your life are just fine. 

So I'm reading my favorite blog with loads of members and someone who had not posted in years is back and I'm totally getting that effect.   On why he is now divorced.  Oh I was more married to my fictional serial novels' character than my wife and she decided she wanted a divorce.  (ok, from what he said wife was a keeping up with the Joneses type and liberal so it is somewhat understandable he didn't want to engage with "omg, Trump is such a crass boorish man yada yada")  But two teen kids could have used a dad who was willing to engage in their real lives , but seems that was too boring compared to his fictional super spy character.   Meh, who am I to judge,  I didn't even do the marriage and kids thing, but I do feel like less of a loser for struggling with the clutter, time usage, and dollar budgets lately after reading that selfish twats views of what happened.    

To be honest with myself I am prone to be judgmental just because I read his first novel and missed the clues of it veering from probable to just barely possible to total alternate history fiction and then I felt like a chump when I got to the last chapter or so where the alternate reality was spelled out.  

Friday, March 2, 2018

I feel like a big meanie

Its not a completely rational feeling.  Yes I was the one who spoke up and said "this prayer list is too long and that defeats its purpose"    But I'm routinely ignored on that board so only the fact that a cob and probably other commenters chimed in would have caused the change I recommended of only posting requests submitted in a current week.    But the list compiler feels like someone grabbed his candy.   I didn't mean to piss in his cornflakes, its very kind of him to compile the list of folks who feel they need prayers; I was venting at folks who requested prayers for their cousins friend from college and left that request up or prayers for a temporary thing and never came back to say thanks I'm good now or report on the stranger they requested prayers for.   I don't mind a request for a non member for a crisis, but IMO that kind of thing is hit the comments with the request, not ask for it to be added to a list that folks will see only a few days later and then leave it up with no feedback for weeks and months.    I was skimming the lists, even though I posted I was skipping cuz too long, but I would get so derailed by my reactions to lingering requests while I skimmed in case of new request that I would consider I needed to offer up prayers that I would come away with a very anti-spiritual feeling.

Anyway the change will be implemented even with the teeth gnashing.  Now it is up to me to keep a christian mindset when I see the shorter lists posted.  Its ok to only pray one time for situations where I think that is appropriate and adjust prayers as "give XYZ wisdom and serenity even though they are asking for a quick fix or miracle healing"


Thursday, March 1, 2018

Note to self. Avoid offering free shipping

I always manage to think shipping will be less than what it turns out to be at the USPS office.  Oh well, I still came out $20 ahead and the stirrups are gone forever.   Onward to trying to sell saddles and catch up at work.