This past week at work was pretty rough. I had to kill a project I've been working on for 9 months, after we'd paid money to have IT programming work done, after spending umpteen hours with umpteen people testing all of the aspects, and after getting some persistently unhelpful people in trouble, after getting in trouble myself. A few managers had pinned their hats on this project, so nobody was happy to have it stopped. Myself included. This corporate culture doesn't take things like this well.
Truth is, if I had been focusing on it fully like I should have in July and August, we may have discovered the fatal flaw earlier, and we wouldn't have to be starting over right now. It will be no surprise to you readers that I have a hard time mustering up a lot of enthusiasm for whether my company makes 7% profit or 9% profit. Honestly, I don't care. My first priority and focus is the 'stead. But the truth is also, I should be doing a better job.
Anyhow - this week has been a bad one and I'm feeling a little beaten up and faded around the edges. So it was extra special nice to come home (in yet more snow) to see this...
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