I thought I was going to zip into Wisconsin for a relatively easy work exercise. I thought I was going to be able to hang out with my college friends in the evenings. I thought I might have a chance to enjoy at least a little of St. Patrick's Day. I thought I had seen the end of snow for one year, except on mountaintops.
I thought wrong.
We have been working 13-15 hour shifts, and we haven't even begun this exercise yet. Heaven forbid anything actually going wrong. I think my colon might joyously burst, like a child's hand around an exploding firecracker, if it does. We have been here for four days, and will be here for two and a half more, and it feels like a year in both directions.
Also, the sky in this dumb state has decided to dump 4-6 inches of snow on us, while we keep hearing about 60 and 70 degree days, back home. They say, "the grass is greener in somebody else's yard," and I think "they" must have been in Wisconsin.
Luckily, we all get along pretty well, and the work that is our task is well within the scope of our abilities. I have also gotten a chance to write a lot of new system administration scripts, and pitch a lot of my ideas to the senior sysadmin, who generously came to breathe down our necks during comfortable hours, and he has been very receptive to them.
It's been a valuable experience, but I'm not sure how much I'll be in the office next week.