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Sometimes time flies...
May. 11th, 2013 05:40 pmA funny thing happened earlier in the week.
I had entered information on two incoming jobs, but I had not saved those entries. So, when Windows 7 crashed—a painful process by which first, my keyboard was disabled, so that I could only use my mouse, followed by Windows Explorer crashing and not restarting, and finally, by getting into an infinite System Event Notification Server wait loop when I attempted to log out (intending to log back in)—I lost that entry information.
It's probably a sign of overwork, but the consequence of that data loss was not realizing I had work on my plate until I was nudged by the client. No big brouhaha, but it's something that should not have happened.
So this weekend has been a little hectic, if you get my meaning, although I did manage to read portions of Sharpe's Tiger at odd moments over the past several days, culminating in a session last night that was interrupted by a tremendous bolt of lightning, a clap of thunder, and loss of power—a coincidence, no doubt—just a few pages before the end.
All of the stuff beeping at the loss of power kept me awake until the power was restored (about 10 minutes later), whereupon I finished the book. It was a good read.
I had entered information on two incoming jobs, but I had not saved those entries. So, when Windows 7 crashed—a painful process by which first, my keyboard was disabled, so that I could only use my mouse, followed by Windows Explorer crashing and not restarting, and finally, by getting into an infinite System Event Notification Server wait loop when I attempted to log out (intending to log back in)—I lost that entry information.
It's probably a sign of overwork, but the consequence of that data loss was not realizing I had work on my plate until I was nudged by the client. No big brouhaha, but it's something that should not have happened.
So this weekend has been a little hectic, if you get my meaning, although I did manage to read portions of Sharpe's Tiger at odd moments over the past several days, culminating in a session last night that was interrupted by a tremendous bolt of lightning, a clap of thunder, and loss of power—a coincidence, no doubt—just a few pages before the end.
All of the stuff beeping at the loss of power kept me awake until the power was restored (about 10 minutes later), whereupon I finished the book. It was a good read.
