This week was bookended by elation and depression. It began with a fantastic and productive Choir session followed by a much-needed chiropractor visit. By Saturday, things had turned into family turmoil and crippling anxiety. Fear not, I am writing this over a week later, and some space to think has allowed most of this to subside.
I had a productive preliminary call with my new team, showing me the AWS accounts we manage and some of the company structure. I’ve been reading about the techniques used, one of these being the principles of managing multiple AWS accounts, a topic on which I already have 4 Evergreen notes. I’m so happy dedicating 30 mins per weekday to Evergreen note-taking is paying off.
D and I had a lovely visit with his parents, filled with the standard tech support and laughs. We ended up out for a meal, and suffice it to say, as I was still in anxiety mode, I ate way too much food.
DPD have proceeded to lose the laptop, mailed to me in good time for my new role, in a set of circumstances that can only be described as suspicious. The tracking told me it was “handed to SAM” and included a photo of only the parcel with 18 pixels of background, both of which were most unhelpful and untrue. When I called DPD, I was spoken to rudely and told, “oh yes, we can see from the GPS tags that your parcel is not near your address”. Now I don’t want to step on any DPD product manager’s toes here, nevertheless, a simple function to check the GPS tag against the delivery address and alert on significant differences would be a good thing, even if only used internally. Anyway now I need a new machine sending as it is officially “lost in transit” as the driver “could not recall the actual location of delviery”. Seems suspiciously likely that the driver has pocketed an expensive Christmas gift; shame about the tracking that will brick the machine if it is ever connected to the internet.
I worked from actual home rather than our rented office space on Thursday this week due to some work we’re having done. It was strange to be working from home “proper”; it brought back awful emotions from lockdown.
In summary:
- Good choir session;
- Had my aching bones rearranged;
- Met up with new team;
- Delivery woes (as many people are going through);
- An unusually, unwelcomely busy Friday;
- Family drama (which I hate, thankfully it is rare);
- Necessary over-eating.
