Actually I have to give credit where credit is due - I got the subject line from this blog ( www.sparkpeople.com/mypa
), which totally gave me the giggles last night.
So yes, the Genie of the Mainframe (as 'Yote penned in the poem he wrote for me when we first met) survived yet another round of Daylight Savings Time.
Normally I love actually DOING the change, as it involves IPLing (rebooting basically) all of our mainframes in coordination with our online maintenance, and that's the piece of this job (playing with the mainframe) I generally enjoy. It's our biggest deal of the year, especially the fall change (the one in the spring is practically anticlimatic now that we can just make the change dynamically with a code change instead of having to reboot the works) because they like to "have a fresh image before peak season" (aka, one last reboot to clean everything up before our systems go crazy trying to deal with the volume of transactions we proces with holiday shopping). It's all the meetings ahead of time to PLAN that drive me bats (seriously - just let me DO the thing and coordinate with the few people I know I need, but NO we have to communicate the time-line to god and all his minions...sighz). Unfortunately this year we had a system that was being...stubborn. Didn't want to come back up right, and we couldn't continue with another system until THAT was dealt with, which caused other things to back up...we went well outside our normal maintenance window, and that meant that my conference bridge (which we keep open the whole night for coordination and for people to verify their systems are working right) got invaded by managers (who asked things like "Was there a change that caused this?" Um, dude, have you been living under a ROCK the past month?).
I was good. I didn't chew out any upper-management on the call (not out-loud anyway).
And eventually we had everything finished and they all went away so I could do my SECOND least favorite part of the process (documenting everything and sending out the required communications afterwards).
Bottom line - what is a long night anyway (for anybody who works nights - the REST of you get an extra hour of sleep) was longer and more stressful than usual, and I'm GLAD it's over. Though there is a little part of me that feels a bit nostalgic about it - this is the last one of these we'll be doing as one big organization, because "The Split" (the physical mainframe split to make us into two independent entities) is happening in the spring (currently scheduled right between the European and US time change dates - something nobody had realized until *I* pointed it out in a meeting several weeks ago, the powers that be are now re-evaluating whether that date will work). One more "last time we'll do XYZ together" moment. *sighs*
I got home to find my mate had already gone to bed (apparently SO tired out, he didn't even realize he'd left his laptop on - I waited until the download that was 98% complete when I got home finished, and then shut her down for him). AND discovered that after all the prep and everything I'd done to get the chili going in the crockpot before I left for work, I had neglected to plug the thing in (the fact that it took me 5 minutes of troubleshooting to figure out why the contents of the crockpot were cold should give you an idea of how tired *I* was - my brain was mush). DOH!
So after fixing the time on the microwave and the bedroom clock, I took Goblet of Fire (because mush or not, the brain was still spinning and needed something else to focus on before it was going to shut up and let me sleep) and headed to bed. And slept until nearly 8pm anyway. And am still wrung out (or maybe that's just because on top of everything else, TOM started when I woke up - joy).
I'm actually feeling better than I did when I first got up (coffee is a wonderful thing), but I don't know if the gym will see me today or not. I can still do crunches and some other strength-training at home (assuming I don't end up curled up in the fetal position...considering how it started I just have a feeling this may be one of THOSE months...we'll see). Or, I may catch a second wind in a couple of hours. I'm not going to stress out about it - I've got Zumba tomorrow to look forward to (oh, and my Zumba instructor is my facebook friend now! SQUEE! No wonder I like her so much - her birthday is the day after mine!).
So anyway, that's the State of Euphrates at the moment - tired, wrung out, and glad the time change is behind her for this year. Phew! (Don't even ask me about wordcount - NaNoWriMo has kinda flown off my radar for the moment, but YAY to all my sparkfriends who are still plugging away to chunk out 50,000 words in a month!)