heavy days

 it would take me another hour and a half to get back to bed last night. and when i woke up, it was almost* straight into a drama situation with mr smear. i managed to de-escalate things about halfway to the school, and gd reported that after she picked him up from school and they'd had a chat that things were fine.

they were fine until showertime. then... not so fine.

it's a really shit feeling.

* i'd set his airconditioner to "dry", and when we went to wake him up his room was cold and wet. jesus, fuck. getting him out of bed wasn't unpleasant, but everything fell apart soon afterwards.

on top of that, i spent the hours between school drop-off and heading off to work dealing with mold. the cupboard i was afraid of turned out to be mostly fine, but i was very unhappy with gd putting her foot down on throwing out really good luggage that i still believe we could have rescued.

"happy wife, happy life". fuck.

regardless, we're not done, but we got a lot done, but the next few days are expected to be heavy on the rain. this shit is heavy.

the work day went alright, i think. it was busy, and i may have been a bit slow towards the evening but i eventually got the point of the feedback and i hope that the latest version of my PR is final.

it wasn't good that i got caught falling asleep during our sprint planning - i was dreaming of french fries or something when my boss' voice pulled me out - but i do feel like i contributed meaningfully.

i ran into urchin on the way home, and she was headed for the train so i joined her. it was nice to catch up.

we watched the kim kelly is my friend episode. holy shit, i'd forgotten how intense and uncomfortable it is.

it's been a week or two that bloons adventure time has been my crutch again.