wrong day

jeebus, i spent the entire day thinking it was either wednesday or friday, and nobody corrected me whenever i said something day-inappropriate.

it was tough getting up, but it was good - mr smear's usually unkind / grumpy in the mornings, and this morning he was happy to see me and when i sat down next to him he hugged my arm and didn't let go, which totally made my morning.

i got into work in time for an intern presentation, got back to the office just in time for the daily standup, then proceeded to a train-wreck of an interview. i worked through some things and then went off to another interview, which compared the previous ones was a breath of fresh air, and then ended up working pretty late because my mom was picking me up and got stuck in bus-fire traffic. because setting fires to buses is a thing in cape town.

my leg brace felt loose for about half the day, and i got home to a really swollen leg and foot. this sucks.

the evening was going pretty well until mr smear, sitting on my lap, peed. it didn't appear to be an accident, and it was apparently the second time today, which was intensely upsetting and led to a fair amount of drama. it seems to be learned behaviour from our friends' kid and until they sort him out i don't want mr smear hanging around him any more. wtf, man, we're doing our best to raise a solid kid and this other child's really bringing him down :(

at least by bedtime we had him proudly stating the rules of (pee) engagement, so hopefully we're going to get through this shit quickly.

more work on one of my chat server, a little progress on the insurance claims. a bit more love, death and robots (DAMN it's awesome), and now back to the chat server before bed.