To think I started off today feeling optimistic about things.

After a relatively frustration-free workday yesterday, I had a nice four mile hike along the river after work, had meal of fresh vegetables, and spent some decent time chilling with the cat and watching Veronica Mars before settling in for an actually pretty good night’s sleep.

Things started going down-hill as I quickly started discovering how all these other people upon whom my projects and livelihood depend are continuing to drag their feet rather than provide the data, answers, or support they’d promised. My 9am working session with *my* project was especially dire; I can’t remember the last time I was part of a group that felt so helpless because others wouldn’t pull their weight.

It was dire.

And it continued through the rest of the day. I did make an executive decision to write off the half-assed efforts to continue untenable strategies and started rebuilding, again, the acquisition packages that got savaged in the review board last week, and the boss, uncharacteristically (probably because he’s stuck out of town in his own hassle of crap meetings), provided welcome, direct, and prompt support.

At least that’s something.

This is all leading toward some humor, as promised.

Intermittently throughout the day, as most people do, I made idle text conversation with my lovely spouse. At one point, I expressed my intention and desire to pursue some outdoor stress relief, as follows:

“I’m definitely hooking after work today…I need the outlet.”
“HIKING. HIKING”

My lovely wife (who’s been struggling with autocorrect a lot recently) asked if my phone “had other plans for me.”

Honestly, I desperately needed that laugh.