Tuesday. A major part of my project is due by the end of the day Wednesday.

I had several things left to complete with it, but I figured I could get it all done if I worked through lunch and past 5:00 both days. I phoned Cowgrit to let her know I needed to work late. OK.

Around 1:00, I was told of something that required my attention at home, concerning our house hunting — we learn of a deadline we weren’t aware of. OK, I figured I could run home, take care of it, and run back to the office. I planned to leave at 4:00, and I could be back in my project by 6:00.

When 4:00 came, I ran out to take care of the issue. It ended up taking me 4 hours to get back to my office.

At 8:00, I was back to working on my project.

At 9:00, I was trying to update some files — about two dozen out of many hundreds. But something wasn’t working. Looking into the strangeness, I found that many of the files were corrupted. %$@^*&$F@^!!! (The corruption wasn’t my doing.)

So I spent the next hour correcting the problem files. At 10:00, I could actually get back to the real work I was needing to do.

At 10:30, I came across an issue that I needed a particular other person to help me with. But it’s over 4 hours past time that everyone else has left for the day. I really should have seen this one coming. I put that issue to the side to deal with on Wednesday.

At 10:50, I discovered some tasks for this project that I didn’t know about. Suddenly, my things to do pile doubled in size. But I’m down to half the time to do them.

At 11:40, the program I was working in crashed. I opened it again, and it crashed again. I had to restart the whole computer.

At quarter past midnight, I was too tired and punch drunk from the stress of the day to really be productive, so I went home. Maybe I’d get 6 hours of sleep.

When I got home, my computer was broken. Somebody messed around with the power button, and broke it. I spent 30 minutes fixing it and getting the computer back up and running.

Then the wireless keyboard wasn’t working. I spent another 10 minutes fixing it.

Things take a lot longer to figure out at 1:00 a.m. And I couldn’t just give up and go to bed, because I was so pissed at somebody breaking my computer while I was at work. I can’t go to sleep when my computer is broken and I know I won’t be able to fix it for another 24 hours.

Wish me luck for today, Wednesday. Maybe I won’t be in a fatal car accident on my way to work this morning. Though I do fully expect to be hit by a meteor.

Bullgrit

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