This last week was pretty damn overwhelming at work. Quite a few times I had to remind myself that I was not going to let this stress get the best of me, and some times I was able to convince myself of that fact. Other times, well, I didn’t lose it, but I certainly wanted to. The nice part of the end of the week was that it ended on a high note and I busted out some SQL to help save my ass and generate proof that I was right and I knew what I was doing. It felt nice.
I am thinking it would be nice to get away on a small vacation though. Larry & I haven’t really gone on one in quite a while, and it would be nice to, even if just for a weekend. I was looking at how I could redeem my miles and it made me realize that we could fly pretty comfortably somewhere. Then my thoughts went towards saving these miles for a honeymoon trip. Vicious cycle ensued of then me chastising myself for wanting to spend some frivolous money on a little trip when we have a shitload of expenses coming down the pike related to wedding stuff. I still think we can go on a little, local trip though.
Tonight, we’re headed to the Hollywood Bowl to see Sheryl Crow. I’m excited for it. I actually do know quite a few of her songs. We also watched the first Mission: Impossible movie this afternoon – it holds up remarkably well and while confusing, when you focus, the plot does make sense. It just becomes clear nearly everyone is a bastard. It is unfortunate that they made the hero of the TV series the bad guy in the first movie. It’s like, Why?