Help me through the hopeless haze

I'm being a bastard with the lyric today, you'll have to know the song (or google for it) for it to make any sense.

So I drop off my car for its oil change and safety inspection. The guy they gave the job of driving me back to work was the chatty type who was asking about my job. When I brought up the hardest part was the scientists constantly changing their mind, he mentioned it was the same for him. When querying on his work, I found he deals with custom work for cars & detailing.

Now having people want to change software all the time can be understandable since it's just text (all developers reading this just winced a bit). But frankly, if you're going to detail your car, this is not something you should be wishy washy about. I guessed flip-flopping came because a husband made design choices the wives later disagreed with. It turned out I was right :).

Speaking of those scientists, we're going to be locking our users to what they want early. If it isn't funded, they probably aren't going to get it. This allows us to devote our resources a bit better, and frankly will give me less gray hairs. Predictably, our users like this as much as they like getting their nose hairs pulled. But this initiative came from way above me in the food chain, so I can just point the complaints in that direction and get on with work. Hee hee.

Gavin's growing again, and he's definitely more little boy than baby now. He's much more self-sufficient these days. Even to the point of being able to ride his bike down the hill without daddy right behind him. More importantly, daddy doesn't have to carry the bike back up the hill anymore. Because I like being lazy in my old age.