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Weeks of work...

After spending weeks working through the information from the course Oracle RAC/Grid/ASM and spending lots of hours, both in the office and from home working to achieve our logical swap goals, we get sucker punched by our outsourcing partner. They had just dropped the bomb of their new rates for providing the computer center and some services. A wopping five hundred percent increase in fees. All neatly rationalized but there is very little hope that we can achieve any growth with this overhead.

So eight months of work came to a grinding halt. We still need to spend time in splitting the application
layers from the database layer, but after that we are all full steam ahead looking for a new data center and service providers.

It took the team a while to get over the let down of not being able to perform the logical swap and run produciton in the other data center. Amazing how such a thing can hit you. You'd think we'd be relieved at not having to do this particular project at this time, but after all the sacrifice it is seariously disapointing.

I has reminnded me rather harshly that I need to re-balance my life. I need to spend more time on hobbies and learn to actively relax. This would be the cushion to fall back on when the wheels come of at work. Never thought that turning a hobby into full time work could be so draining, emotionally and physically, but there it is. The elephant in the room. Time to take a reckless poke with the screwdriver into the fuse box of the unknown. Turn a few things upside down, right side up and shake it about, just too see if it rattles, tattles, clanks or breaks.

Time to take the old skill set out of the closet, dust it off and take it for a spin. Just to see if I still got what it takes to make a repeat appearance of the last hobby to job cycle.

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