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Mission Difficult

Today is the big day – big in the sense that some multinational companies have poured a large amount of money into a project that now comes to a head for myself and the rest of my team. For the next two or three days it’s all about executing what we’ve prepared for and reacting to the things that don’t go as planned in the right way.

It’s about time, too – the last couple of days waiting for the time when we can kick off the processing and ride the rollercoaster have been torture. It could well be the most stressful weekend I’ve had in years, although, as I’ve recently read, stress is for people who mistakenly believe their jobs to be terribly important.;)

Myself, I’m hoping we can demonstrate that we can deal with the issues as they happen, even when the dominoes aren’t falling quite as they have done during rehearsal. The important thing to bear in mind is that even if things do go wrong, it’s not going to be impossible to engineer a solution because we’re well prepared and we’re more than capable of digging ourselves out of a hole.

Difficult, yes, but not impossible.

Time to sleep, for tomorrow we kick ass. 😀

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Musings from the Riverbank

Tonight I’m back in the Park Plaza Riverbank hotel in London for a week or so as the project I’m working on enters the final phase. This time my reservation was recalled without question by the guy at reception, my preference for a quiet room was already taken into account, and, for whatever reason, I’ve gone up in the world – from the 9th to the 10th floor.

Turns out that, in addition to the chocolates provided on the 9th, on the 10th floor you get extra stuff left by your sink in the bathroom. I have a comb, a dental pack, a “vanity” pack (I do fail to see the vanity in q-tips, unless clean ear canals is now ranked up there with botox, collagen injections, and a back, sack & crack wax), a shoe polish pack, a little bottle of mouthwash, and a shaving pack to compliment the shampoo, body lotion, and shower gel trio that are regular fixtures.

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Living well is the best revenge

I’m just back from another stint in London, staying down for a whole week – from Wednesday to Wednesday. It’s good to be back in (almost equally) familiar surroundings, although I was home so late that I didn’t get to see Elisha properly – she was snoozing away when I got in.

At the office down there, work was pretty hard going, with lots of frustrations that led to working later than planned every night. I’d even planned to make a couple of trips to the office over the weekend just to keep some processes running and keep the momentum going, but that came to nothing when I didn’t have the required support.

Still, the weekend wasn’t a total waste – I got to take in the R.E.M. concert at Twickenham after Mike lost, then found the tickets at the eleventh hour. Quite literally, actually – he only called at 11am on the day to say he’d discovered them wedged between some CD cases. Up until that point I’d shrugged off the fact that he lost them, almost convincing myself I wasn’t that bothered, but I was so delighted when he found them!

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