||[Mar. 2nd, 2015|02:52 pm]
I've done a bit of my birthday celebrating on Saturday with the road trip and fudge purchase and yesterday with lunch at an (overpriced, overchichi) oyster bar.
Today thoughts of thankfulness at my role change pass through my mind. While i did read about a stack of (male) people promoted to the role my Director asserted i should have, i am extremely thankful for the lower stress and the sense of calm i have.
An email came by about one of the horrible tasks i used to have: managing change requests. One couldn't delete a change request if, for some reason, plans changed and work stopped or what have you. I would try to recycle them so these inexplicable entries wouldn't clutter up the past. Instead i set them for the future. I always used my birthday for the month and day, and rather arbitrarily picked 2033 as a "far future" date. Someone posited i had picked my retirement date. I think the 2033 might be a bit young and 2044 a bit old.
Today we were asked if we needed these entries and whether they could be deleted. I affirmed, and got back the following message. There's something pleasant about having these deleted on my birthday, a reminder of how my previous role was so draining.
I deleted the following change requests:
CR Planned Start Date/Time
CHG0049514 2033-03-02 09:00:00
CHG0057327 2033-03-02 00:00:00
CHG0055751 2033-03-02 12:06:33
CHG0053450 2033-03-02 00:00:00
CHG0051264 2044-03-02 00:00:00
CHG0049210 2033-03-02 00:00:00