May 2nd, 2020

Venus

Chillin' for a change...

What a week. I was up until 4 a.m. Monday night, working on my Idol entry for Tuesday's deadline. I've mostly written humor this season, but the prompt made me think of a very serious and important topic that was a huge part of my childhood and still weighs very heavily on me. I did a lot of timeline and logistical research for it overall. Late into the night, I was still doing that and trying to move it forward, and it was pulling in areas that weren't working for me, so I had to go to bed and then pick it back up Tuesday morning and write clear up to the deadline. The story is here, and I think you'll see what I mean.

I'd been hoping to get the last part of my long-term code project up for peer-review this week, and then take a few days off leading into or around this weekend. I lost the better part of a day in discussions about the behavior and wording of customer-visible error messages. This is fairly typical for anything that touches the user, TBH. Everyone has an opinion! And they don't always incorporate reality! \o? But we got that settled, and I finished coding and verifying everything up until I ran into something I hadn't seen in any earlier testing. I ratholed down after it, and confirmed that at least I wasn't causing the error, so I posted the code up for review and emailed my team. Then started another email about the bug and was halfway through it when I realized that it was a new and intended behavior for the piece of hardware I was testing on. Ugh. Deleted the email draft and went to bed at 3 a.m. \o?

This was all so I could take off Friday and Monday. Friday was supposed to be a free day in which I Did All Some Of The Things! Instead, it felt like I couldn't get my head to wake up. I went out for a late bike ride around 4 p.m., and then worked in the yard until almost 8 p.m. So, not a huge success.

Today, I'm enjoying the effects of better sleep and going to bed closer to my regular time. I'm finishing up reading this week's Idol entries, so I can vote and then go out and do more yardwork for about 5-6 hours. Which will still barely make a dent. This yard will be the death of me.

HalfshellHusband is making cinnamon-raisin bread, and wondering what it means to 'barely deflate' the dough. This is his first time making something with yeast, which he is doing for reasons. Like so many other people, the COVID self-isolation is prompting him to want to bake things—primarily NEW things, for the sake of experimentation or something? IDK—he's been retired for about ten years now, and has really gotten into random baking in the last year, but the current situation has him wanting to do even more, despite how it tires him. And it certainly has NOT been helpful for my figure. Nor have the endless hours at my office desk, for that matter. :O

All right, time to wind up my reading, and then sunblock and resume the eternal process of reclaiming the dirt in our yard from the various weeds and buried bulbs and rocks. \o?