According to whose plan?

Forget for a moment that whose is one of those words that makes less sense the longer you stare at it in the dictionary...

One of the laws of Special Ops Engineering is that nothing is ever as simple as it sounds. That goes double for anything that smacks of complication or complexity. Why I expected any different from the extraction of my mammoth project, I don't know, but the stoic truth about packups has prevailed.

Also, I am frustrated about the logistics of putting together our wedding party meet-up later this month. Really frustrated. This can probably be easily fixed, but I'm not really capable of juggling that and the work move that is descending into inanity before it technically begins.

Stupid week. Stupid stupid stupid. And it's only Tuesday.