Management, cold weather morning fix

Being a manager is stressful. It’s 11 p.m. I’m working. I’ve been doing this for for the past week and a half. Our corporate website as well as our client websites haven’t been working correctly due to a software upgrade since the 16th of September. I finally moved us to a dedicated server at a new (and reliable) host here in Austin. I’m in the process of mirroring our websites to our local network. I use GoToMyPC to login to my work computer and have been downloading our website files from our old host and moving them to the new dedicated server. In the meantime, for the past two weeks, I’ve had to deal with customers who ask what’s wrong with their website. I can’t answer because their existing website isn’t technically managed by me.

Also, my goto employee informed me on Monday that she’s moving to Arkansas at the end of the month. Hearing that was like seeing a yellow lab puppy getting punted into a dumpster topped with razor wire.

So work is killing me. I wake up thinking about it. I usually have to login to my work computer even before I leave for work to put out some fire. Then I have to drive an hour, get to work and play HR, play webmaster, play customer service representative, return phone calls, respond to e-mails, try to be productive, contemplate having lunch, put our fires… then it’s 5. I try to leave around 5:30 or 6 – usually because I have to go to Tae Kwon Do. Then I have to come home and login to my work computer to check my e-mail… then Elise comes home and she’s had problems at work and, and, and…

Anyway – It’s cold outside. I hate it. I’m moving to Mexico. I left work today and went to Wal-Mart with Sherrie. That was my escape today. I bought my space heater for the bathroom because I hate the cold weather. Did I mention that yet? I bought a ceramic oscillating space heater with a remote control.

I’m looking forward to waking up and (stressing about work) cranking up the space heater while in the shower so the bathroom will be nice and toasty by the time I get out.

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