I worked something resembling a normal day yesterday… 9 to 5, ya know. Today is different.

I arrived at 10:00am for a meeting (yes, I slept in, what’s your point?) and then put out small fires while waiting for the start of this evening’s AS/400 project: Upgrading hardware.

You see, there are four hard drives. They’re not large enough. So we ordered bigger ones. The trick to upgrading ’em is to move all the data off of one, replace it with a larger one, then move as much data as possible onto that new one. Then you repeat with another drive, and so on, and so on.

It’s 8:00pm as I write this. I don’t know how much longer this will take, since it could finish quickly or slowly depending on how quickly the machine can migrate data, and on whether any unforeseen difficulties arise. Even if all goes well I don’t expect to leave here until at least 10:00pm.

Here’s the kicker: I was at 33 working hours when I left yesterday. I’m now at 43 hours and counting, with an unfinished night’s project still to supervise and two more working days left in my week. Nevermind that I’m working another long shift this coming Sunday to match the one I pulled three days ago this past Sunday.

I need a rest. Among other things.