Know that phrase 'put the cart before the horse'?
I feel like an old nag head butting an army tank through a field littered with rocks, and my bruised head is killing me.
Logic has never been a big deal breaker when it comes to choosing my own little black hole of detention that I sometimes loving call THE JOB.
Perhaps, I should have changed that strategy a few jobs back, but I didn't. Hindsight is so useless ;(
My demons are playing with the curling irons today, and have once again fired my tired noggin to a crisp.
Three hours of lectures flying over the top of my head, and I'm ready to enter camping reservations for our park into the new system. Ya, right!
Why wait until all is ready for direct online access by the customers - logic is so terrifically over rated.
Takes talent persuading a customer to choose a number out of thin air for their campsite location.
The cheat sheet isn't quite right, problem solving's too scarce, reports translate incorrectly to fiscal services templates; feels like Mickey Mouse is mickey mousing all over the darn place, and I need to so desperately ESCAPE!
But, hey! It's a 24 hour 7 day a week operating system, and I'm a one person office 8 hour 5 day a week type of gal.
It's beginning to creep into my weekends a bit, cause none of my other duties have evaporated into the stratosphere like I willed them to last night. Rats!
Two weeks down, ten more to go before they THINK it will all go live online.
I'm high tailing it to Frugal MacDoogal Wine & Liquor off Division Street to invest in an intoxicating case of Chateau Ste Michelle Chardonnay.