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 yesterday was a day.

i went into work expecting it to be a shit one, but i joined my boss on his coffee mission and told him how i was feeling - both about my current task and about my distraction from it the day before - and he suggested a way forward that worked for both of us.

so the first part of my day was working on other tickets - ones i most certainly derived more satisfaction out of - and pushed the problem task to the end of the day.

war: everyone's expecting the worst. nobody has a clue whether things are about to get better, or worse, so we don't even know what we're preparing for, which is a brilliant source of anxiety.

i had a chat with some friends of the mongoose's, a couple that includes a teacher and whose kids are all special needs, and they suggested a way forward that i'm going to look into over the weekend.

gd took mr smear to his first mma class since april, and apparently it went very well. well, mostly - there're some english speakers in the class and he spent more time talking than working... i'll take it :P

by the end of the day - and post-"happy hour" where i'd gotten tasa+'s vegan oreo cookie and nut and lotus cream (essentially peanut butter) pie - i found myself staring incomprehensibly as rows and rows of log text, finding it impossible to keep my eyes open or my brain on. it felt like my eyeballs were melting out of their sockets. i was miserably embedded in the shit task that still wasn't making any sense.

at the end of my rope, i retried something that i'd given a go a couple of days ago - upgrading envoy. only this time, instead of upgrading to the latest version, i updated to the one before, and resigned myself to breaking configuration changes shit.

but there wasn't any shit. it upgraded nicely, and then everything magically started working.

beautifully.

all this time, it wasn't something we were doing wrong.

so that's the mixed-but-mostly-good feeling i had when i left the office, strapped on my rollerblades, and came home.

it was a very pleasant evening, we continued watching the goblet of fire movie over dinner, i finished reading the prisoner of azkaban to mr smear at bedtime (what a startlingly different experience!), and then i passed out on the couch next to gd while listening to the chamber of secrets.

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then i got up a couple of hours ago after a lot of time restless, and i've been playing inscryption until now. and now... back to bed? we've got stuff to do today, although arguably the most important is going to the shiva house together.