September 24, 1998
That's Not Rain!
For some reason, I'm waking up around 6:30 every morning, no particular reason. It seems to be habit, and with much practice, it's happening more frequently. Not a bad thing, it's just disconcerting when I went to sleep past midnight. I took a quick shower, then joined John and we went to work.
We drove to work in the Stoat, on reflex and because the Weather Channel was saying it was just going to be sunny and clear for most of the week. But as we approached Redmond there were... well... droplets appearing on the windshield and John was saying, "Uh uh, that's not rain... that's... uhm... heavy dew!"
We denied the rain's existence into Victor's and beyond, until we got to work, where I set the seats down, so that they would cover the cloth bits up. The rest of the interior of the Stoat doesn't mind a bit of rain, but the new seats, which are cloth, kinda do. But with the seats down, it should remain dry enough to get to the grocery store and home afterwards if it's a typical, light Seattle rain.
Work is starting to stretch me, slowly. There is just so much to do and so little time to do it in, and I feel guilty every time I write here, and I still have yet to write up the last weekend. There is a lot of work yet to be done on that. But I'm making up lists, checking them twice, figuring out what's to be done and what's not to be done and going by the feel of what's important to our people as I have so little input directly from customers, and that's a dangerous, dangerous way to go.
But it's going to have to do for now.
There are a hundred and two things to do, most of which are done, and some of which are easy and a few of which aren't possible. We get to wade through all that and figure out what really can be done, what must be done, and what will be done by the time things go out. So I'm listing, categorizing, estimating and basically trying to figure out what's possible given our deadline.
It is, however, stressing me a bit.
I'm doing most of the documentation with voice, and it's working. I am pushing great gouts of energy into it all. That's okay. It just means that there's very little left for others. So, in some ways, I'm a little worried about the coming weekend, as Cera and her boy and a few local folks are going to be socializing together for most of the day and seeing Rent in the local Seattle production. That should be very good.
I just hope that I'm not too stressed to enjoy their company and what we're going to be doing. Probably some tea shopping and some meandering about the Market and breakfasting beforehand, which should be fun.
Bryant shows up Saturday night, and he's usually fairly easy to deal with and will be good about taking care of himself. That should be very good indeed.
But I'm just tired and getting more and more drained as I can't sleep for the code bits running through my head and the lists of Things that Need To Be Fixed grows. It'll grow a bit before it starts to dwindle. That's just experience, but it's tough when it's big.
Luckily, looking a year back, I do not have any of the things that were bugging me as well, none of the uncertainty. I know where I am and what I'm doing and that I'll be doing it for some time to come and that the company likes me doing what I do. The bonuses and the stock options have done quite a lot to ease my fears.