After about five sessions with cleaners, syringe, tubing, lots of paper towels, and general futzing around, I finally got my Epson Artisan 725 firing on all cylinders printing with all print heads, with no missing lines. Thank you, both the YouTube guy who figured out how to do from the print head end, and the maker of the printer cleaner kit who figured out how to do it from the cartridge end. I really didn’t want to throw out a printer just because I hadn’t used it in a while.
Belated New Year’s resolution: print an image once a week, whether I need it or not.
Eleven days with one cigarette on night seven. It still feels like it was a betrayal of all that was good and right… but only a little bit. I’ve been good-if-irritable since.
I really hate the things. As good a crutch as it was, I’d have kept it around if it didn’t promise me every morning that it was going to kill me.
I replaced the fan switch on a ceiling fan that has been broken for 2 years. My partner kept saying he would do it. He kept on not doing it for so long that I figured I wouldn’t make it work less by trying, so I did. And it dropped the upstairs temp below 90, yesterday afternoon, fuck yeah.
I’m sure this is small for some of the folks around here, but I’m pretty fucking proud of myself. It’s been such a hard week that I’ll take even a small win.
Monday morning. Bleh. Glace at schedule. Pretty full. Double Bleh.
0830 - Call from Dr office. Appointment cancelled. (that annoyed me, but not worth a rant)
0900 - Director cancels the Monday morning staff meeting
0930 - Digging through email, vendor is sick and can’t make the scheduled call.
0945 - Email that interview candidate has accepted another position.
1000 - Project Manager cancels meeting as there is nothing to report.
I’m free. An entire day without meetings.
Blocking off the rest of the day so noone screws it up.
I had 4.5 hours of known meetings, only to discover at the last minute there was a lunchtime meeting I was supposed to be invited to but wasn’t (found out because someone on my team dropped by and said, “aren’t you gong to the meeting?”). So I’ve got 5.5 hours of meetings today, when I’m supposed to be writing docs as “urgent top priority” because they’re desperately behind.
What’s worse, the meetings derail my productivity. I will have to get to a stopping point like 15 minutes before the meeting starts, or else risk starting something else I will get sucked into that will either make me late for the meeting or miss it entirely. Then, I have to pick up where I left off, and it will take me another 15 minutes to get into the rhythm that I naturally had before. So basically I just wasted an hour when I could have just as easily fired off a quick five-minute email when I got the chance
