It's Monday, but it isn't. It's like Sunday Part Two, The Revenge of Sunday. These Monday holidays wreck me. Every damn time.
So I spent a large hunk of the weekend working on a spreadsheet thing, and when I wasn't actually working on it, I was thinking about it. Then I'd get an idea and head back here to the keyboard. It's pushing me to give up, but I will not be defeated.
The problem is I have two sets of data from two different entities I have to try and match up. Well, actually, it's three sets of data because one of the entities sent it in one format and then sent additional data in a different format. And I'm trying to make it all match. It's hard to explain without getting into details I can't make public. Suffice it to say, it's infinitely harder than it would be if all this was consistent.
And I have to take it all and put it into a legible format to present to the boss. Which I was trying to have to him by Monday, but Monday isn't Monday this week. So I have an extra day to try and make it happen. It still isn't looking good, but I'll give it the ol' college try. (Cuz the new college try is half-assed, if you ask me.)
So, here I am, smoking too much with grainy eyes, getting ready to dive back in. Labor Day? Oh, I'm laborin', all right.
What are you up to today?