The busiest of weekends

This weekend started, and didn’t stop until it was about time to go to sleep on Sunday.

Friday evening was a going-away party for a coworker who’d been at the company for longer than me, and another ex-coworker decided to try and invite as many ex-Yahoos as possible. There were people there that I hadn’t seen in years, and some that had been working at the company for as long as I have and I was just now introduced to. At 10pm, though, the patio ceased to be a private function space, the bar closed, and people started trying to sneak away… I finally managed at about 11pm, got home and went to sleep.

Saturday was games day, but I was a bit “late” because I was waiting for to get back. Of course, when I got there two hours late, I was only the fourth person there (which is usually the case.) That went on for quite a while, including the personality revealing game of Four Swords and the messing with Katie’s mind game of Apples to Apples. Got back home and went to sleep well after the sun has risen.

Woke up in the afternoon and went to Poker/Magic/Sendoff for Ken who is moving to Tennessee day, stayed there for most of the day, got home, did a bit of fishing in FFXI/watching BtAS DVDs and went to sleep.

It’s been a day. Any day that starts off with a phone call that wakes you up and reminds you that, oops, you forgot to do something is not going to be a good day.

Hit almost every red light on the way in, some changed at the last possible moment. Got stuck behind a slow car that took forever to turn right into a random intersection. Got into work to get invited to a meeting where a few of us discussed this nasty issue of censored due to NDA which was partly my fault. Once again, lunchroom was full of people and had trouble finding a table. Got back to desk and had a string of conversations with various people about working around various annoying issues.

I want to go home now, but I can’t because I’m waiting for people to get out of a meeting so they can hand off work to me.