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And then there are those days…

I’ve been sober for a while now — over 4 months at the time of this writing.

Generally, aside from the massive headaches and nausea I experienced for the first month or so after quitting cold turkey, it hasn’t been too much of a bother to stay sober.  Most times, I forget that I used to drink several beers every night and I only occasionally crave alcohol.

Tonight is an example of the more difficult days associated with staying sober.  So, instead of more destructive methods of satisfying that craving, I’m trying to “talk it out”.

What is my trigger tonight?

Extreme frustration with a project that I was given at work.  I didn’t ask for it.  In fact, I implied that I’d rather not be involved.  My previous experiences with the project manager were highly frustrating and I didn’t really want to be in that position again.  Well, it was foisted on me anyway.

Without going into details, the communication was lacking.  I thought I understood things one way and when I attempted to clarify my understanding, I was met with shrugged shoulders (on one hand) and silence (on the other).  So I went with my understanding.  Too bad it was wrong.

Pick your favorite acronym: SNAFU, FUBAR, WTF…  (note that all include the letter F).  It’s a mess.  And I’m the one left holding the bag.

Any attempt at trying to deflect the criticism that is guaranteed to come down on me will be perceived as not taking responsibility for my errors or for exactly what it is — deflecting.  There’s shared responsibility, but it’s not going to be shared or seen that way.  Face it — to use a phrase from the 80s, I don’t “have juice”.  I don’t have cred compared to the others involved — I’m the noob of the group.

So, I am sitting and getting more angry tonight.  Suddenly a nice cold beer sounds fantastic — it’ll just take the edge off the day, wouldn’t it?  Just one and I’d be calmer and more serene.

The problem is that it wouldn’t be “just one”.  It would be “just two”, “just three” and pretty soon the 12-pack would be gone.

The good thing about talking it out instead of acting, is that my wiser side realizes that I still have a problem.  Always will.  That cool-down period, filled with writing, has made me realize that I am trying to justify drinking tonight.  I always had good reasons for drinking — the Rolodex was filled with “good” reasons…

Instead, I’m going to partake in slightly less destructive behaviors; blow the heads off of super mutants with a missile launcher, smoke a few in between leveling up and try to get some much needed sleep.

The Epitome of Awful

Okay –

I have to ask…  Why the HELL would anyone allow this to happen to their site?  I almost long for the days of flashing marquee banners offering to give me a free HD TV…  With the high success rate of advertising using unobtrusive, text-only ads — why would a popular site willingly change their page into a quagmire of javascript, forced web page redirects and leave the actual reason for visiting the website clothed in obscurity?!?

Gah.

I used to love using this site for my dictionary and thesaurus.

I will NOT be endorsing or visiting it as long as this kind of advertising is taking place.

Any ideas for sites to replace this one which is worse than MySpace at its lowest point?

Addendum — Nor will I be buying the laundry detergent being sold on the site.  EVER .

Article Re Google Voice, AT&T and Apple

Could have some interesting repercussions, depending on how this all plays out with the FCC and their ruling.

It may affect which mobile apps are created and/or available and at what price.

FCC Takes on Apple and AT&T over Google Voice Rejection

Everyone has probably noticed

But, for once in my life, I have very little to say about much of anything.

I can’t see where that is apt to change anytime soon and I begin to wonder if maintaining a webpage makes much sense anymore.

In the past, a webpage was really all about me.  Now that I’ve humbled myself on a number of things, I feel that I have less to contribute than ever to online discussion.   I have no desire to write my thoughts down.  I don’t particularly see this as a good social experiment either.

Part of me thinks that my mood might change, but another part thinks the first is largely mistaken.

In the aftermath

It’s been a hellacious couple of weeks.

Not quite a month ago, the local environmental laboratory certifying body were pleased to announce that the statute revision they had been requesting passed.  According to the statute, all environmental laboratories servicing the State will follow a new set of rules, mostly concerned with documentation.  It is a national standard that these rules are based on, and Minnesota is the 13th state to adopt NELAC standard.  The rules, in of themselves, do not ensure higher quality or scientifically defensible reported results — it could be argued that as long as you document how bad your laboratory is, you could still maintain your accredited status, provided that twice a year you minimally pass analytical performance tests (and come up with an acceptable answer), and still put out low-quality data.  As long as you have procedures and policies in place to address quality issues, you are not really required to correct those issues.  I’m exaggerating a little bit, but, I admit, but the scenario I just proposed is a possibility, provided that the lab in question plays by the rules.

The kicker was, on June 3rd, all certified labs received a letter telling them that they must be compliant with the new rules within about 3 weeks.  Effective today, the new rules can be enforced.  The main problem is that the rules went from about 30 printed pages to about 150 pages of rules that affect the labs.

As an environmental consultant, I have helped out several clients in terms of improving the quality control of their in-house laboratories.    One such client works for a larger parent company who has a 100% compliance policy.  Come hell or high water, this fairly small laboratory was going to fulfill the requirements by today.

The parent company hired my company to make it happen.  And I was one of the key organizers of the effort.  WHile I wasn’t “in charge” per se, I was a primary facilitator for many of the people working on the project.  Our company provided about 30 employees — those employees put in a total of nearly 700 hours to meet this commitment.

We made that goal today.  Exhausted, but successful.  There is easily much more work that can be done on the project to fine tune all of the required doccumentation requirements.

If it took 30+ people 700 hours to bring a relatively small lab into compliance, can you imagine what a “full-service” laboratory has to endure?  Maybe not too much more effort as the core documents were already a requirement for the laboratories (Standard Operating Procedures for analytical methods),  but the labs probably had plenty of sleepless nights if they made the deadline — which I doubt.

There was an implied grace period but, because it was only implied and not in writing.  We all know that, unless it is in writing, it doesn’t exist.

I’m exhausted and I didn’t even do most of the work.  I delagated and answered questions and organized to keep us from walking all over each other.

To be honest, this event had the potential to be one of the worst things that could happen to me or one of the best things.

Stress levels were high and stress is never very good when you are trying to break old habits that were an intregal part of you coping mechanism for stress…

I might have fallen flat on my face with my recent choice to embrace sobriety, but I didn’t.

Sure, there was more than once that a little voice inside me was telling me that one or two beers wouldn’t be such a bad idea — but I already know where that would lead…  So, I ignored that voice and plugged on.  It is somewhat liberating to have gone through a high stress period without relying on alcohol to sooth my nerves.

Of course, I’m keeping the Coca Cola Company in business with my consumption of diet Barq’s, Sprite, Coke and Nestea….  Still, that’s zero calories compared to my intake of 1000-2000 calories each night.  Not as bad as the other option.

But the biggest thing is that I am now 21+ days sober and not terribly inclined to go back.

Guess the stress was a good thing, because it proved that I could handle it without a beer at my side.