I can’t come up with a topic to write about today. Has the well finally run dry? Do I care?
I’m almost at my 15th anniversary of my first day with my company. July 12, 2004 was the start of all this. Every minute of every work day over that time span has been spent supporting customers. I realized today that yesterday was the first time in my career that I had to call a customer directly. I’ve been on conference calls with customers more times than I can remember, and there have been a handful of times when customers have called me, but yesterday was the first time I had to go into the system and find a site contact’s phone number and call them. Twice. Both times there was no answer. Epic.
My step son is on the phone with Disney World. Our trip is far from imminent, but it’s coming. Oh, it’s coming. I need it. I neeeeeed it.
Speaking of Disney… I know they put a halt on stand alone Star Wars movies, but they really need to get off their asses and make an Obi Wan Kenobi movie starring Ewan McGregor. I mean, how has this not happened yet? We all know he’s willing and he’s able and he could easily carry a flick all by his lonesome. Come on, Mickey. Let’s get with the damn program.
I’m tired. I am seriously hoping that the CPAP thing works out and I start feeling rested after 6-7 hours sleep. As it stands now, when I wake up after 6-7 hours of sleep I feel like I need 6-7 hours of sleep.
I forgot something. I told my wife last night that I was going to start all of my blog posts with, “Dear Diary”. Shit. Missed opportunity. I’ll fix that.