[tomorrow. october 1, 2009]

[tomorrow. october 1, 2009]

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow we will start actively using the new CRM database. All who tried to use it at least once from our office absolutely hated it. Yes, it has advantages and I believe (or, more probable, like Abraham, hoping against all hopes) that once we get used to it, we will discover that it is a great thing really. Right now, I spent 2 hours trying to figure out how to send a freaking e-mail (which is basically my job!) and I couldn’t find the SEND button. Either 1. I am going blonde or 2. The CRM is blonde. I gave up.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow we’re launching the bi-lingual website. Quietly, for now, since I need to test it. I am uber-nervous regarding this step and at the same time realizing that it has to be done. I am prepared for the worst. If anything, we will just turn the Ukrainian version off and fix stuff, then launch it again. And yet… *sigh*… I guess finishing up a project that someone else has started is not that fun.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow it’s my boss’ birthday. Too bad Jorge’s gone to Lviv, but we have prepared a little birthday surprise for him. He is the bestest boss ever (even with occasional temper tantrums), so we wanted to do something special.

Tomorrow.

Who knows what the day will bring?

Some things are almost set in stone… Interfax Morning News in the morning, then coffee. Lunch sometime somewhere (to borrow my friend Jessica’s phrase).

Some things are not so definite. Supposedly mom and I are having dinner together tomorrow and going shopping afterwards. Hopefully, mom’s coworker Nina will join us. She’s going through tough times right now and we all are trying to snatch her out of the sharp claws depression. So, even though sushi and shopping aren’t going to solve her problem, maybe they will be a distraction.

Tomorrow.

33 minutes of today left.

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