My goodness it has been a long week at work. It really has opened my eyes as to what really needs to be done, and that is to re-write the way things are done - completely. From the ground up. The initial counts for ties and building products have some problems, if only because some of them I simply don't believe are correct. Which is the most difficult part. I have already set up our counts so that all of the yards will be counting all of their own stock this month, and then I will personally go and count all the yards stock myself next month for the end of the financial year. But what is the use in having the counts done this month if they are still going to be wrong next month?!?
I didn't know how much I needed a drink and music until later that afternoon. I swung by the bottle-o on way home to get Helen another bottle of scotch, and at 3.30pm cracked the bottle for a quiet drink on the deck. I even pulled out the boombox for some tunes. By the time it was dark ay 5.30pm I had had four or five, and after dinner when Helen and the kids wanted to watch Young Talent Time, I moved into the Metal cavern, and carried on, with the music cranked and the TV on the footy. By 11.00pm, Collingwood had managed to pull off a victory over the Bulldogs, and the bottle of scotch was gone. It had succeeded. The stress of the week bled away, and meant that I was in a much better frame of mind to face the weekend.
Thanks Mr Walker! :)
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