A Week in the Life...

By the time Friday came around, I was so very glad to have last week past me. It quickly became one of those weeks where everything  I touched turned to crap. I speaking mostly of work things that is.

It's bound to happen really. When you manage as many projects as I have, you are going to make mistakes. And I can accept mistakes. I can. I cannot, however, except as many mistakes as I happened to unearth last week. In fact, there was a point in time on Friday where I thought about quitting and getting a job at McDoanlds or something.

But the thing about mistakes, they make you stop and pause a moment. I had to consider the process and all the reasons behind these mistakes. Was it all me? Was our process flawed in some way? Did I need to revisit how I manager certain aspects of my job and the resources involved? Once I started digging into it more, I was not the only one responsible for these mistakes. There were other players involved.

Not that I'm one to point fingers, because I'm not. If I want to avoid this feeling moving forward, there are a few adjustments that need to be made and some rather uncomfortable and difficult conversations to have.

And above all, last week is done. No need to linger on the bad.

So instead, I went to the Seattle Sounders game yesterday with the Niece and another friend of mine.

It all started with breakfast at McCoys Firehouse. We couldn't just have breakfast. No we had to start our pregame drinking early. My friend R is a big fan of whisky. He has some favorite that he orders every time we go and every time I drink it I know it's going to warm me to my toes and my lips will be numb in no time.

The Niece had never been to a Soiunders game before so we opted to do the March to the Match. Which is just a bunch of fans (hundreds of fans) meeting in a park near the stadium and with the "crazy" fans walk down the road to the stadium chanting and singing.

The sun was out and it was getting warm. We had fantastic seats. And above all, the Sounders won. Which, by the way, we weren't expecting. So there's that.

Agent Orange came out to watch with us.

And what is it with the National Anthem? I can sit on my couch and sing it without any emotion. But you put me in a crowd of 40,000 people all singing our National Anthem...it gets me all misty eyed.