Odd sight on the 12th floor ift.tt/1V4jekp http://t.co/R1sjGVc0nr


Trying to work remotely from the car dealership waiting room is an exercise in focus. Ignore the TV, radio, fellow customers. Good grief.

Read an article about ppl being fired over Tweets. 1st thought: didn’t these ppl learn from @dooce? 2nd: Have I posted anything dumb lately?

The 15 minutes I gained by getting up early was lost trying to cajole my son out of bed. Still late to work.

Last night’s epic on-call fail is over now. I need to get over it and get some work done before I leave for this afternoon’s doctor appt.

Well, I knew it would happen eventually. I left my laptop at home, and now I get to drive all the way home to get it. Happy Friday!

This workday needs to be over now. It’s just felt like an unending shitstorm all day.

Not to embarrass anyone, but I could listen to @luisefigueroa talk about SQL Server 2014 all day. Something about that accent…

“SSRS always makes me output a sad face.” LOL. #SSRS http://t.co/pZQPkqvC4c


Work-Life Balance

I had my annual performance review with my manager last month. I mostly passed with flying colors, but there were a couple of areas for improvement that she needed to call out. One was the need for me to think creatively to overcome technical hurdles and avoid derailing timelines. The other was to respect business hours.

It’s the elephant in the room — me being chronically tardy in the mornings. Or so I thought. Turns out that my frequent appointments are even more of a sore spot. She can’t really tell me not to have so many appointments (and she didn’t), but she did say that I need to start taking personal time for them, rather than taking an hour or two off here and there because I can, since I’m a salaried employee. I agreed to take PTO in the future, and I apologized for taking advantage of the system.

And then my calendar blew up.

My dental cleaning appointment led to a cavity filling appointment later in the month. My chiropractor appointment led to an MRI and a visit with my attorney. My hair stylist only works certain days, so that appointment was booked months ago. I see my orthodontist every seven weeks.

Already I’m taking 8 hours of personal time and 8 hours of sick time. Just in January. Broken up into half-day and quarter-day increments, though, it looks like a lot more than just two days of PTO. Our team calendar is plastered with my name: Diana in @ 10am. Diana out in AM. Diana out @ 3pm. No, scratch that — Diana out in PM.

I guess I just don’t want to come off like a slacker (even though I feel like one a lot of the time). I know people talk. I know they have uninformed opinions (and sometimes all-too-informed ones). It’s just hard to step back and not give a shit about other people’s take on my life and habits.

The work-life balance is precarious. This month, Life takes precedence. I’m sure Work will offset the equation later on.

Hopefully not when I’m on-call for two weeks starting tomorrow.