dazed and confused

friday 12th january:

finally going to bed after 3am, for a few minutes believing that i'd found the root of the problem but disproving that theory between brushing my teeth and lying down

four hours of sleeping really badly, with a sore body and a mind trying desperately to solve the work puzzle without enough information

watching despicable me, prepping mr smear for his first bus ride with his nanny, going to my mom's to work but chatting to a recruiter instead, taking gd to the chiropractor, finally solving the mystery, picking gd up and then working through the next couple of hours

being informed that mr smear had earlier called his nanny's bluff when she threatened to call the police because he wouldn't stop throwing stones into the street. when a uniformed security guard happened to appear, he told him he wasn't a policeman. how did my two and a half year old know that? "because you don't have a police car"

not enough time to playdate, mr smear soiling himself and playing with it for the first time - he didn't seem to be enjoying himself, and i don't think he found the resulting emergency shower to be a positive experience - rushing to the temple

passing out during an interesting sermon, looking up a song i haven't sung in twenty years to find it bookmarked and then the rabbi suddenly chose to sing it

gd's challah getting even better, a great but simple dinner and everyone falling asleep to hotel transylvania 2

clearing old and heavy emails until midnight and finding some cool artifacts

saturday 13th:

a shitty start to a beautiful summer's day, taking mr smear on the bus* to the waterfront which was much better than driving, thoroughly enjoying the harbour cruise with him

* oddly, the side doors are on the wrong side

no, i didn't expect the little girl at the aquarium to point a barcode scanner directly into my toddler's eyes - nor did i expect my son to just stand there staring into the light.

needing a coffee to get him home.

there's nothing quite like trading an afternoon nap for a poop on the carpet

realizing that blogger was the answer to my migration woes (bye bye, wordpress)

taking mr smear to the shaded park, but turning around at the gate because he didn't want to go inside and heading to the beach instead; a fun while there, him dribbling a ball really nicely on the way to our friends, spending some time with them, visiting my mother for a bit, mr smear singing "everything is awesome" at the top of his lungs all the way home

a quick dinner (mostly for him), a quick shower, and the first time ever having him fall soundly asleep while i read to him ^_^

easily recreating websites with blogger that i'd spent forever crafting, feeling really silly about all the wasted effort when i didn't have any energy to spare

a bit of tekken, really enjoying playing with some of my old favourites (like hwoarang) for the first time in ages

sunday 14th:

properly wired, my fingers and eventually my whole body shaking, and not being really sure why

getting almost all my sites migrated by 3am, leaving two interesting node-based projects to go

still wired, barely sleeping, waking up to the disappointment of the minions movie (what a cheap cash-grab!), a little more website fiddling then emergency grocery shopping in order to take mr smear to kirstenbosch... he fell asleep just before we arrived, then woke up just as we returned home, making the whole mission a glorious waste of an hour an a half and utterly demoralizing

crash bandicoot, then relaxing for a while when mr smear went (relatively) low energy, then learning that gd couldn't focus on her paper with the two of us playing so taking mr smear to the banks to move money around, walking through mojo market in wonder at how nobody seems to have a problem with needing to shout over the music all day, then stopping at primi piatti where mr smear jumped on a bouncy castle for the first time while i got to drink a beer alone

filling the car and almost getting home before realizing he'd fallen asleep, myself passing out while helping gd with her paper, mr smear waking up and me taking him to my mom's and then to the beach for a bit just before the sun went down

mr smear's quote of the day: "for christ's sake"

another new gd dinner (delicious!), fun with the inflatable boxer, shower and bedtime - nodding off myself while reading to him and needing gd to take over, getting up a couple of hours later to ready myself for bed properly and realizing that i'd really been running on empty

monday 15th:

army dreams, waking up hoping i've still got some of my gear just in case mr smear ever has use of it

mr smear and i getting along just fine until toothbrush time, an anxiety-inducing morning filled with surprises and phone calls (learning about ewallet)

getting to my mom's quite a bit later than intended and having a tough time wrapping my head around my work (a particularly tricky refactor dumping work that took me a long time to write with the intention being extensible), aside from a couple of recruiter calls* working straight through

* and one recruiter delivery of a t-shirt, pins and stickers

home to eat and continue working until it was reasonable to go outside (setting mr smear up with jenga blocks as dominoes to distract him), meeting my brother for an hour and a half of beach and parks and mr smear making him super-nervous

big dinner and watching some deep, showering, a more positive toothbrushing, reading mr smear to sleep with some intermittent tantrums, applying for a job with a coding puzzle, making progress with my domain management issues and finally finding a groove with the work

the inflatable boxer is pretty damned creepy when seen out of the corner of one's eye, which happens to us frequently

tuesday 16th:

working solidly and making progress and going to bed just before 2am

difficulty getting up early (surprise!), rushing to mr smear's new school and arriving just on time; a very nice orientation and meeting a bunch of cool parents, mr smear holding his own against an older bully and making him cry (so proud!), arriving at afreaka too early, a really difficult and disappointing attempt to help mr smear use a public toilet, grabbing a cup of coffee and meeting an awesome couple (the loudmouths), a super cool experience buying mr smear a chinese dragon onesie which is too freaking cute

no naps but a serious mess (and waste of food) on the way home forcing us to thoroughly clean the car and carseat which needed to be hauled up and down the stairs because the elevator was broken

no naps, trying to help gd with her essay but mr smear running interference, taking him to my cousins to swim and productively talk shop, mr smear playing very comfortably in the water but me catching him slipping and the two of us getting a literal taste for how dangerous the pool can be

stopping to pick up lafot on the way home, mr smear passing out in my arms as we crossed the road and me carrying him home and all the way up the stairs (damned elevator!) before returning to fetch the car and do a heavy grocery mission before remembering that i had to carry it all the way up the stairs (goddamned elevator!!)

editing gd's essay, sailor coming over and the two of us going to pick up his falafel, being accosted by three beggars who refused shelter vouchers, called me names and i think gave me fleas to boot (perhaps that was psychosomatic, or our recent spray took care of it pretty quickly). chatting and eating before taking over getting mr smear to sleep (i had to scratch his back for a while, i suspect it was a label itch), introducing sailor to rick and morty while gd and i worked on her essay,

wednesday 17th:

which we finally submitted (late) around 12.30am... i then spent the following hour and a half doing lots of nothing and finally climbed into bed around 2.20am

* the last day of school holidays *

a slow morning, eventually getting to my mom's in time for an interview that i'd missed the cancellation request for, seeing my father's sister for the first time in about twenty years

slowly getting back into things and making real progress, working solidly until it was time to take gd to the acupuncturist, arriving home just before the nanny who'd been carrying all of his sleeping fifteen kilos on her shoulder for almost an hour and still had to climb all the stairs because the elevator was still out of order and then struggled to find her keys, but very, very quietly so as not to wake him up which was too quietly for me to hear and help her

waking him up half an hour later to pick gd up and go grocery shopping, then return home to work and entertain mr smear for the evening

great dinner, hyper efficient shampoo shower, once again (me) falling asleep while reading to him, an average struggle to get him to sleep

thursday 18th:

up around 4/4.30 to make an info sheet about dairy allergies, doing some organizing then going back to bed around 5.30

starting the day at 7 with stress about acupuncture insurance claims

first day of school nerves (me, not mr smear), lots of distractions while trying to work at my mom's coffee shop (none of them coffee-shop related), picking up mr smear who was naked (except for his diaper and shoes) and having a tea party, mr smear passing out on my shoulder while shopping, waking up as we arrived at my cousin's to spend a lovely afternoon at the pool with my brother, missing an interview because my phone was charging inside (and it had completely slipped my mind, of course)

a short stop at home then going to the temple for a memorial service, dinner and chill* before a relatively easy shower and bedtime

*not exactly, i'm stunned that i've been asked by a recruiter to pick my top five out of a list of hundreds of employers

straight to work, lots of testing and bug hunting and tweaking

friday 19th:

until 2.30am and where the hell did the damned week go?!

oooh the struggle, being pulled out of womb-warm slumber and interesting dreams by a cruel alarm and my wife

dropping mr smear off in a hectic wind, a surprising cry when i left but all was well a half-minute later

working hard but in a bit of a daze, not sure if it's sleep deprivation, anxiety or just too much coffee (typed just before grabbing another one); an awkward interview with a gaming company recruiter followed by an exciting interview with who knows what

...

picking up mr smear (he's a paradox, apparently), shopping twice and express checkout inspiration, nap, chiropractor, home, dropping gd off at the temple, dropping mr smear off at my mom's, a service that effectively discussed gd's essay, family dinner and too much talk about the water situation* and veganism (even though i was asked for it)

* farmers won't have water at day zero, and people will not be queuing politely for their 25 litres

a traditionally late evening, showering a tired mr smear, reading to him and then everyone going to sleep...

saturday 20th:

an uncomfortably hot and windy day

... or so i thought, gd didn't sleep for the second night in a row. i'd had help, and i woke up foggy; a slow morning suddenly disappearing, going to return french books but finding the library closed (why didn't i call instead of trusting google?), mr smear throwing a major tantrum that took about half an hour to calm, then napping for two and a half before we woke him during which time i started experimenting with MEAN stack for the first time

a really nice afternoon by the pool in spite of the wind, which calmed down after we went inside and ended up enjoying a long evening of passionate conversation and pizza (our vegan option was delicious); mr smear either very busy or chilling in front of hotel transylvania and generally being cool or funny (accommodating my nephew's request for a kiss then saying "now go away")

bad parenting: finally leaving after 11pm... getting him to bed quickly and pleasantly, then trying to quench a desperate thirst and messing about with my project

sunday 21st:

almost an hour of tekken then going to bed

up early, making excitingly good progress with the MEAN stack, taking more than an hour to get from saying "we're going to kirstenbosch" to actually being on the way causing loads of stress, gd hurting herself to boot and deciding to stay home

picking up my mom and making a concerted effort to keep mr smear awake, an enjoyable but exhausting kirstenbosch visit and coming up with a good strategy for the water crisis, a recruiter turning an office-bound job into remote for me, mr smear passing out on the way home and not waking up when i moved him into his bed

more work, lots of learning

taking mr smear and his bike to the promenade as the cold front rolled in, back for dinner and a shower-time fight that gd and i both regretted

getting him to bed fairly easily, then working until late

monday 22nd:

thinking i was going to bed early but obsessively debugging my new phone controller until 2am

tough getting up, quick breakfast in front of robocar poli (which i think i prefer to the actual transformers), dropping mr smear off and sitting in my coffice for a couple of hours and finally getting my azure service bus unit tests working

a rush to leave with an unreadable parking card, an enlightening chat with his teacher (he was asked if he used the toilet at home, to which he replied "not yet"), backseat lunch and managing to get him home to bed without waking him

quick snack and driving like a maniac (okay, maybe not but i was still pretty aggressive compared to my usual attitude), an important therapy session with interesting insights but i was so tired it was hard to take it all in, realizing when halfway home that i was too tired to be driving and walking straight through to the bed to crash for a while

mom's call jumping me out of an immediately-forgotten dream, a quiet afternoon with a highlight of watch bbc's africa's cape episode with mr smear and both of us really getting into it

walking in the fog to the pharmacy, coming home to shower mr smear and put him to bed, reading him an extra book and eventually getting him to sing himself to sleep

the weirdness of investing money i don't have in cryptocurrency because the market's down

a little reading, a little tekken, a little comedy and then throwing myself into message queues,

tuesday 23rd:

eventually going to bed just after 2am with a solid strategy in place and having received an interesting job spec that could possibly be a phishing scam (couldn't every opportunity be that?)

up early and with difficulty, a massive and utterly unnecessary fight (passports again), dropping mr smear off at school and then sitting in the car on the phone for an hour before going to work

powering through two hours and completing my task before returning to pick him up and take him home

nap success

heavy grocery shopping, returning borrowed french books to alliance française and being reminded of the meaning of "rush hour" on the way home

taking mr smear to gd's class, about halfway through needing to take him out for a walk, awkwardly not selling fundraising tickets, multiple tantrums on the way home, a 5 litre shower and a relatively easy bedtime (introducing a new book, chumpas)

a quick chat with SxS, then some studying until bedtime

wednesday 24th:

bedtime being 00.15

dreaming of being chased by bears onto flimsy structures, then waking up feeling like i'd been out partying for days - my morning could be described both literally and metaphorically by shakespeare's famous stage direction: exit, pursued by a bear

the bear catching me in the form of a 9.40 call asking why i wasn't at my interview, which i'd thought was telephonic... scrambling to woodstock for a chat that left me enthusiastically wired because the philosophy and tech is great AND they were excited to hear about my graphic novel

a quick chat with my mom at her coffee shop before picking up mr smear, dropping him off into bed and napping for half an hour, then rushing to my mom's for a second-chance interview (the guys whose calls i missed the week before); i got the time wrong and forgot the keys and hadn't prepared, but made it *just* in time and the interview went well enough that i was invited for a face-to-face...

trying to work with my mother, aunt, uncle and brother sitting around a table and not talking about the one thing everyone clearly was waiting to discuss - the stolen inheritance - going home at 4pm wondering if they'd just been waiting for me to leave

salt and vinegar "slap" chips and taking mr smear to the gym, putting him in the crèche and managing to swim ten lengths... although i performed considerably better than before, i entered the pool feeling dizzy and i was still gasping after a couple of lengths. and i suffered, too. whether it was water entering my goggles or the constant discomfort of it getting in my ears.

picking up and changing mr smear (a distressing moment of him licking dirty fingers and singing "yum!"), coming home to gd's first vegan shepherd's pie (awesome!) and dr horrible's sing-along blog, gd helping me with my sciatica

mom's visit with my aunt, the cutest wookie, a quick shower and mr smear so tired he wouldn't let me read him to sleep

late night freak out when he awoke crying "owie" and couldn't (or wouldn't) tell us where, a nightmare figuring out it was his eyes and mouth (eucalyptus? or other?) and getting him to rest

passing out uselessly at 11.30pm

thursday 25th:

a 3am experience and worrying about him moving whatever may be in his mouth to his eyes (how does one control that shit in a toddler?)

waking up groggy at 7.30 to a much healthier boy merely throwing a tantrum

healthier, but with a remarkably runny nose

taking him out to the shaded park (to summarize his response: "HELL no"), then along the promenade to green point park, spending a very short amount of time there before turning around to walk to the doctor. a clean bill of health and pleasant conversation, home for lunch and coconut water, falling asleep to cosmos then chugging coffee to drop gd off at the temple for a meeting while mr smear napped in the car in the shade...

... but only for a few minutes, until the sun moved and cooked him awake and i tried putting water on his face but too late realizing that the water bottle had been filled with litchi juice...

gd's fifteen minute meeting taking an hour, home for a quick emergency (post-litchi juice) shower and a telephonic interview that was a lot more interesting than expected and sadly which taught me that taking calls from our bedroom is a bad idea regardless of the reported signal strength

a late new year's resolution inspired by a fee discount from indiegogo

dropping gd off at her class, a pleasant end-of-day with mr smear turning into a real struggle at bedtime - he did NOT want to go to bed, even trying and somewhat succeeding with a couple of new delay tactics

gd arriving just as he tried get me to sing songs from dr horrible's sing-along blog, a dark discussion about the water situation

small victories with my comic campaign, leaving reviews everywhere i could think of for my t-shirt printing experience, a little trouble with mr smear's breathing (blocked nose) and finally getting back to work about twenty minutes before midnight

friday 26th:

a sudden and strong need to lie down, waking up at 1am seconds before SxS contacted me and taking an important and awkward call still groggy and a bit dizzy

a little learning followed by crunching financial numbers until 3.30am, finally learning how to make actual sense of my earnings and expenses

an hour of struggling to sleep due to sciatica discomfort, then being woken at 5am by an angry gd because a squishie i hadn't closed had (somehow) managed to be squished all over mr smear's bed

"sleeping in" until 8.30

a haircut! and gd putting her iphone in the washing machine. and windows updates combining with my exhaustion to turn planned productive time into much needed rest

[afternoon missing]

laffas for early dinner, then driving to the wynberg temple in dark winds, a really nice service with mr smear loving the songs, interesting conversations and then driving home to put mr smear into bed and watch dave chapelle

saturday 27th:

early waterfront mission to take gd's phone to the doctor (no insurance), followed by a stressful failed attempt to drop her at our friend's baby shower (mr smear passing out after his mall tantrum didn't help)

an exciting lunch meeting with sailor at the hungry herbivore (and the pleasant surprise of bumping into dystopia), too much caffeine, a disappointing but delicious open sandwich and good strategy

arriving home just in time for a playdate with friends we hadn't seen in too long, then heading to the waterfront and getting stuck for 25 minutes at the pharmacy without phone signal while my mom and aunt searched for us

a great col'cacchio dinner, then mr smear's recovery cough becoming pukey so a bit of stress before he finally went to sleep

working hard on my crowdfunding campaign

sunday 28th:

until 4am... D'OH! but i did enjoy the sense of achievement having performed the vast majority of the work required on indiegogo, patreon, facebook and twitter

waking up a lot earlier than i should have to post my pre-launch message, which received almost no love from the internets at all

taking a long time to move, mr smear passing out just as we arrived at the waterfront without a stroller and me having to carry him until he woke up (falling asleep myself outside wellness warehouse and gd waking me with fudge)

tantrums when he woke up (i couldn't and shouldn't carry him any more, he's just too heavy and fully capable of walking), big shopping, stopping at home until he'd eaten then taking him to hout bay to meet my mom and aunt

lots of traffic on the way there, lots on the way back, one very large, very tamed seal, incredible water both in colour / clarity and in temperature

mr smear fast asleep when we got home, eventually waking him for a shower and dinner, gd reading mitz petel to him, another poop experience that led us to a second shower; the weird realization that our shower optimizations have actually caused us to waste more water flushing when we haven't produced enough gray water

reading "oh the places you'll go" during a very easy bedtime, passing out myself

monday 29th:

getting up before 1am to work and needing an hour just to get my services running

going to bed at 3.30am, finally having gotten the problem solved but having opened up a whole new can of worms

up early, lying down on the couch and mr smear running off to fetch me his blanket (best wakeup ever!)

dropping him off at school, then filling up with petrol on the way to my mom's; trying to work with far too many distractions, eventually getting on a call with the front end dev and having to rush off to drop gd at the chiropractor, giving my aunt a ride to the bank along the way before returning to the school to pick up mr smear during which someone turned a corner and hit my bumper, then drive around sea point to pick up gd (she hadn't realized that walking to the gym in 37 degree weather wasn't realistic), dropping a sleeping mr smear at home and finally getting a couple of hours of work done (although with very unsatisfying results)

glasses shopping for gd that went from fun and funny to tantrum, visiting our friends for a while, coming home for dinner and a visit from my mom and aunt - she bought mr smear two amazing dr seuss books and we now have all the important ones!

a reminder that the dangers of sleep training is never a safe topic of conversation

a quick shower, an easy and nice bedtime, a little dave chapelle and then work

11.30 passing out on the couch for ten minutes

tuesday 30th:

working hard until 1.30 then crashing hard

waking up from a dream about watching american football and everybody pranking and trying to rest but i kept finding myself exposed (fixing it each time but it didn't bother me too much) and struggling with diy tools and not really wanting help setting up a home theatre system

an easy school drop-off, a really nice meeting with my nephew's employer that ended awkwardly, a sit-down with an old friend at the hotel, dropping off giant bags of bamba and bissli at home then shooting off again to pick up mr smear

getting a quote for the previous morning's accident, eating mr smear's bamba after he passed out

a little tom segura and leftover lunch, a nap, being woken to mr smear calling for me, the two of us falling asleep on his bad and then being woken to a call for a second interview from the guys from the previous week

a new interview, great dinner experience introducing mr smear to a different style of carrot, working in fits between getting ready to go to the temple, the massive quote for repairing a tiny ding

a mostly fun tu b'shvat "seder", mr smear generally being cool, rushing home to bedtime

some serious consternation regarding whether to take a higher paying job or stay with SxS, and leaning towards staying for the opportunity to work my own projects

wednesday 31st:

a long night of debugging and marketing before calling it at 2.45am, a terrible choking / coughing fit right before going to bed

sleeping just the way i needed to hurt my neck :/

second day in a row dropping off mr smear and getting a simple kiss goodbye, handing over the car to my mom and sitting down with sailor for basic contract negotiation and a couple of hours of intense strategizing that left us both really excited

picking up mr smear (who was super positive), the new commute perfect for getting him to sleep every time *knock on wood*, hurriedly shovelling lunch into my mouth before sitting down to a work call, crashing for fifteen minutes and waking up groggy and taking gd to the acupuncturist before setting up my station at my mom's

lots more talking with my aunt than working, picking up gd and taking her home (insane traffic) then hurriedly studying bullshit while trying not to pass out from sheer exhaustion for a technical interview for an exciting opportunity that disappointed both of us

an exciting debriefing with the recruiter (client no. 2 after my cousin), rushing home to sort out the electricity and take mr smear to join my mom and aunt looking at a bachelor's apartment, mr smear suddenly repeating hotel transylvania's "bleh bleh bleh"

snack stop, emergency almond milk shopping, showering and prepping mr smear for bed and then handing him over to my mom and going to our first parent teacher meeting

a pleasant evening with a couple of awkward outbursts, home in time to put mr smear to bed, seeing sleep-deprivation stars, tom segura's disgraceful going from amusing to hysterical

serious rls and tiredness forcing me to medicate and crash

thursday 1st february:

february already?!

up groggy and slow, dropping off mr smear and going to work at mom's coffee shop; a long struggle to solve a problem in a way i'm not excited about, and receive the excited (and surprising) news that i was being offered the job i'd thought i'd interviewed unsuccessfully for [but then days later it turned out that the "offer" was to do the technical challenge]

taking mr smear home, a long deliberation before lunch and then trying to get some work done when microsoft decided that automatically restarting my computer for an update was appropriate - not only did the update take forever but it failed and then took forever to roll back, and then even more forever to boot up with important services failing because the "update" had reset my registry changes

pharmacy - doctor - pharmacy - other pharmacy to fill out prescriptions, trying to work and realizing that something had corrupted my code (thank all the gods i had recently checked in my work)

taking mr smear to my mom's for a loud and busy farewell to my aunt with my brother and cousins followed by my sister and her husband

a serious offer of sanctuary from my brother

coming home really late with mr smear, shower and bedtime and a short rest before not working (bureaucracy, mostly) before working

friday 2nd:

finally breaking through and getting into bed around 1.30am

up early but out late, dropping mr smear off and heading to the cape quarter to get some work done before an inspiring technical interview (i managed to keep the inspiration to myself) that i realized as it started i was short of caffeine for - the first warning that i was about to get sick

picking up mr smear, getting him home to bed, eating quickly then going to my mom's to muse on my earlier idea and work before the second technical interview of the day

a surprisingly positive interview in spite of getting hung up on a couple of tough questions - the second warning - followed by some bureaucracy before rushing home to show the apartment before handing mr smear over to my mom and going to the temple

so tired that i was literally hallucinating - the third warning - a nice service, picking up mr smear and gd's challot then going to my cousins

feeling thoroughly stoned and trying to keep up with mr smear until i drank a cup of coffee and my nephew's girlfriend took over, eventually leaving around 11pm with mr smear falling asleep just as we got him into bed

passing out watching super

saturday 3rd:

a long time waking up which included temporarily moving to the couch because smear had climbed into our bed and started whining inexplicably

a slow morning followed by over three hours of torture by mall people; getting the car repaired and the man so desperate to not invoice that he screwed himself out of R200 and still had to invoice me

a long, looooong tantrum leaving the mall that wore down every nerve, eventually whining himself to sleep

everybody's nap time, waking up first after a couple of hours feeling a little groggy and settling in to explore other crowdfunding campaigns for perk inspiration

a severe and sudden bellyache

waking mr smear at 6pm, toy story and more campaign research, showering and putting mr smear to bed

"hearing" and agreeing on a name

half of bladerunner 2049 and passing out just before midnight (thoughts so far: beautiful, brilliant, but unnecessarily slow-paced)

sunday 4th:

crazy dreams (including my mom's breakdown), mr smear waking up before 7am from a nightmare unaware that he was out of it

generally feeling irritable, tired and out of sorts, a couch start to the day and heading to the beach, coming home for a frustratingly delayed nap but managing to get in an hour or two and have a productive meeting with the illustrator before waking everyone up to go to the mall - a generally awful experience that included shit food that nobody wanted to eat (that will be our last time going to simply asia) and way too many mall people

coming home feeling horrible, putting mr smear to bed then crashing until midnight

monday 5th:

the realization that the past few days not feeling well may have been an issue with my cranial nerve, or me getting sick, or both

up at 3.30am to purge dinner, then 4.30am, then 5.15, then 6.30, then 7.30, then 8.30, each time thanking simply asia for triggering an "easy" weight loss

finally managing to ingest fluids around mid-morning, long hours restlessly hot and cold on a really hot day, and staying in bed until evening feeling very, very sore

moving to the couch for a while before an emergency shitsplosion forced me up to dizzily keep mr smear's hands out of his eyes then clean and shower him; of COURSE he had to taste the dirty bath water after i'd explained to him that he was going to make himself sick

a very, very long goodnight

a very welcome salary increase

tuesday 6th:

a really shit start to the day even though i was feeling much better, then compounded by a phone call asking why i wasn't at a technical interview that i'd missed the invitation for, finally feeling well enough to sit down and post this, now to try being an adult and dealing with the long list of things that have been piling up. i need a real holiday, seriously.