Headed for a cheap escape

 I made an attempt to be productive this afternoon and sort out the unending document pile that's on my hard drive.  Retirement statements, old receipts, benefit elections from 2011, you know how it goes.

Anyway, I found an ooooooold voice post from 2005 - LiveJournal had a feature where you could essentially post via a voicemail you'd record to one of their phone lines.  Not sure why I even saved it, but it was a neat little 5 minute glimpse into my life at the time and how much has changed.  As in, I waited to record it on the weekend when I had free cell phone minutes.

Dreamwidth doesn't appear to have the same features (and LJ might not even include it anymore anyway), but a neat little time capsule.

I fucked something up at work somewhat majorly (which I still think is going to turn out find but it was one of those 'thoroughly disappointed my boss' kind of things) two weeks ago.  I got a nice email from the CEO, saying that my boss had shared with her what happened and that she completely trusted me and believed in me to get things back on track.  It meant a lot, as the imposter syndrome was hitting me particularly hard.

I'm changing the way I do a few processes at work that should help identify things sooner and make sure my boss is in the loop on things differently than in the past.  These past two weeks have also involved an enormous, ambitious project that I took the lead on 90% of and I *think* we've pulled off (will find out this week).  It was nice to have something to throw my attention to in an attempt to pile up some good work.

I've also made a conscious effort to consume more media that doesn't have straight, white males as the protagonist.  And I must say, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend is so, so incredible good.  Musicals don't usually interest me, but it's very clever and can switch between serious and outrageous pretty seamlessly.

I've got physical therapy for my torn calf muscle again tomorrow and it's still not as healed as I'd like it to be (as in, jogging up the stairs on Tuesday re-aggravated it and made it sore since Saturday).  I'm on about two months of not playing tennis and it sucks.  I miss it every day and am mildly nervous that it won't completely heal on its own and will need surgery at some point.  No medical professional has told me that, so I should focus on what I can do to help heal it but damn if it isn't frustrating.

On a positive note, I read an article about how library fines don't really serve any purpose (not a revenue source) and in essence, reduce the effectiveness of the library for the community for lower income individuals who get locked out of materials and services due to a negative balance.  So, I wrote the library and they're exploring a process by which people can donate to pay off the fines of others.  Iv'e got some money set aside to donate and hope they can incorporate it into their check-out process if people are so inclined.

Also...

I'm really, really glad I saw Coco because it *did* choke me up at the end.  I was worried that my ability to sit stone-faced through the first ten minutes of UP meant I was completely black-hearted. 

But now that I think about it, the furnace scene in Toy Story 3 had me sniffling too.