It’s that time again. Traveling to the regions to upgrade servers and do work.

I did Chicago last year and we’ll have to go back again this year, as we need to give them a bigger server and send their current server out to Moorestown.

It is what it is.

But there’s a lot of politics when it comes to travel.

Everyone would like to travel but not everyone can do the work independently without fucking up.

Not that many can.

It’s a matter of knowhow and skill and it’s a matter of experience.

I’m going to Dallas next week to move them to a Regus space for a few months while their new office finishes.

It’s very last minute considering they planned this whole thing in about three weeks when we’ve known for years that the lease on our current location ends at the end of the month.

Poor planning on our managements part, but that’s no surprise to us.

Not really.

I’m going.

I have no faith in the person that wants to go.

None.

I’ve worked with him before on a few trips and he just gets my blood boiling.

No work ethic. Lack of skills and technical knowhow and not good at time management.

He sees these trips as fun trips, as a mini vacation and not work.

I see these trips as work trips and if I get extra time, I’ll go do something and explore.

There were times when all I did was work and didn’t have much time to play.

Long hours. Late nights in the office.

It is what it is.

I’m going.

I have a clear vision and idea of what needs to be done and how to do it.

I’m going to do some training and getting users out there familiar with SharePoint and Teams also.

It’ll be a double whammy.

It’ll be long days of prepping and working and dismantling. It’ll all boil down to time management.

Friday will be a day of setting things up after the move. I hope I get things configured before, like on Thursday, but most likely, that won’t be the case. No one will be in. It’ll be moving day.

I have one full day with everyone and I need to squeeze everything in.

It’ll be fun.

Fun times.

But Friday. Friday would be a day of catching up, doing things, finishing up on the many outstanding SharePoint projects that I haven’t started.

It’ll be a day.

I’ll be a big day indeed.

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I might have to start working weekends again.

It makes sense. It’s almost necessary.

I know how distracted I get at work. I can’t get into the groove and do things.

Calls.

Emails.

Teams messages.

People reaching out for help.

Meetings.

So many different distractions.

I need time alone, to process my thoughts and the work that I have.

All necessary.

So necessary.

So behind.

I want to take all the easy SharePoint things off Carloz’s plate so he can focus on more of the coding and customizations that he was hired for.

Workflow.

So behind.

I’m so behind.

There’s just so little time and so much to do.

I’m in the jungle, man.

Way over my head.

Lost.

Stressed.

Work.

More work.

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Things are things.

Things are things.

That’s how things are.

The dynamics of work changed. It’s not what it used to be.

Now, it’s a constant barrage of asks and emails and texts in all hours wanting this and wanting that.

Inappropriate.

Take a break.

Work is not everything.

Your health is.

Your mental health is.

No one needs that unnecessary stress.

Work is work.

Work is not life.

One would think that life would be more important.

Find something else.

Go somewhere else.

Somewhere that respects you. Your position and what you bring to the table.

Find a place that gives you autonomy to do your fucking job and trust that you will do it with skill and efficiency.

Find a place that appreciates you.

Be kind.

Be kind to yourself.

You are important.

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