Archived, back on, off

This week I turned on email archiving at work.  It is something we should have turned on awhile ago.  As a government agency we are supposed to keep all emails as part of public record.  Setting it up wasn’t too hard.  I am using Exchange 2003 built-in archiving along with a 4 terabyte NAS device.  If you are a person that has emailed me at work in the past, I’d ask you to please use either my home or gmail address from now on.  It’s just better that way. 

I was able to figure out the issue with the timing system last night, no thanks to the French manufacturer whom did not respond to the distributors request in a timely fashion.  It turns out there was a slightly newer version of the timing system “brains” that I needed to load.  After doing that all was well.  Then I spent the majority of the night programming 400 of the timing chips.  Tomorrow will be the first large scale test of the system.  Should be “fun”.

I took off next Monday and Tuesday.  The weather forecast for those days looks decent for fence building so I figured I would take advantage of it.  I am hoping that by the time I come back Wednesday at least half of the fence project will be done, more if things go well.  I plan on renting the hand auger so I can drop in the line posts quickly.

God I hate the cats, especially Buttons the diabetic one.  She has already managed to jam up the brand new automatic litterbox several times this week using her “piss in the front of the box to not trip the electric eye” trick.  I get so f’in angry at her.  I have verbally wished death upon her multiple times in the past few days.  Ali often scolds me for the things I say about the cats.  I think if she assumed litterbox duties she would be right there with me in no time.

For Easter we are going over to my mom’s place.  It would have been fun to have her come to our place so we could have Wii’d some more but mom has a few things she wants me to do around her place.  Mom told me there was a robbery right by her house the other day.  I REALLY want her to move to a nice, newer condo community.  The place she lives in is old and the landlord could care less about maintaining it.  The place doesn’t even have a dishwasher.  Mom insists that she likes it there and makes a million excuses about not looking for something better.  I’m going to have to drag her out of there. Everytime I think about it I feel guilty.