Overachieving the pursuits of nihilism

This morning started out with some of the most noble intentions I’ve had in weeks.  I’ve needed to upload some large data sets in to our database for about a month now.  Each data set requires about an hour of uninterrupted time to prep and load.  As a consequence, this is something I cannot do while I’m actually at work.  While my body is physically located within the walls of my employer, there is not a span of time longer than ten minutes where my attention is requested by someone.  This constant stream of interruptions are bookended by meetings where I must account for why I am late on delivering the data set uploads.  This never ending cycle has continued non stop for the better part of a month.

So, today’s plan was to sit in front of the television and work on data. Faced with hours of work in front of me I was pleased to see that Netflix had fixed the audio on the instant streaming of Ken Burns’ The Civil War.  With 600+ minutes of background educational PBS goodness to keep the background processes of my mind occupied, today was lining up to be a productive day.  An hour and a half in I encountered an application error that stopped me dead in my tracks since I won’t be able to have a developer look in to it till tomorrow.  The bonds of slavery had not even been broken and I was faced with more delay.

Later it also dawned on me that these data sets need to be modified prior to being loaded in to the system.  So loading them today won’t be practical anyway.  Maybe once the battle of Gettysburg is over I’ll call my mother and say hi.