However, I am stranded from going and getting my blood work done because Reed walked out the door with the only key to my car in his pocket. This means I will probably not give blood until 8:30. Not get to the office before 9:15. Probably have to try and sit their until past 7 to get the work done that needs doing. Did I mention there's a death march on? Guess not. I've been busy.
Basically it works like this: My project was poorly structured in terms of the number of personel budgeted for and poorly timed in that I had a learning curve before I could teach anyone else to be useful doing what we were going to do. We are now scheduled to be more than a month late and I don't like to think how many man hours over budget. None of which is explicitly my fault. I was a. not in charge of the numbers bid on this puppy. b. a new employee tossed to the wolves because we had no one else to assign and c. a willing horse to flog.
Until I got pregnant, spent a month in Charleston and realized that if I let it, the last months of my childless life would ALL be spent at Templar which I'm not interested in having happen. Anyhow, Reed is back with the keys. Less whining, more content later.
Posted by karen at May 29, 2002 12:00 AM