a pretty full day

 i *did* look at the PR last night, and was relieved to find it short and not very interesting.

i think i slept pretty well last night - i'm a bit fuzzy now - but the morning was more rushed* than i'd planned for and i left for work having had to skip a few steps.

* it involved a massive argument, but a very unusual one revolving around how we all deal with each other when we've all been influenced (or brainwashed) by too much internet.

i left the office just before our daily meeting to accompany gd to the specialist appointment for her toe. as we arrived at the hospital i realized we'd forgotten to bring the health insurance authorization, which is a real headache to sort out afterwards. while we waited, i video-called mr smear (who was home sick and watching youtube videos behind our backs) and instructed him in hunting through our documents, and was extremely pleased when he found what we were looking for! and then even more relieved when the receptionist informed us that he could just send a picture of it, so i didn't have to lose another half an hour to an hour picking up from home and waiting to deliver it... anyway, i was grateful and proud.

it was quite a relief when the doctor informed us that gd's suffering from a recently understood (since 2010) injury that women (with their longer and thinner toenails than men) sometimes suffer from. he explained it, and that we've caught it relatively early, and hopefully the treatment he's prescribed will be effective. and if not, we'll talk surgery. i really hope the topical cream does the trick 🤞

my work day was all over the place, but mostly positive. i left early and walked to gd's hairdresser, and although it cost double what i wanted to pay, it was definitely a quality cut and the overall experience (minus one of the other hairdressers being borderline abusive to his dog) was good. not including me falling asleep in the chair and then being asked - groggy - whether i was happy or not :P

oh, i guess their toilets are a bit dodgy, too.

anyway, i walked out into a beautiful evening, and thoroughly enjoyed my bus ride home (good trance music, and i found myself swaying to make the floor-glitter (whatever it's done with) move in trippy patterns. i got home in time to eat quickly with my family, and then dived into some unfinished work between getting mr smear into bed and tonight's houthi attack and going rollerblading.

by the time i should have been getting ready to leave, though, i just didn't have it in me. partially because i felt too tired and a little sore, but mostly because i felt like i was on the verge of a breakthrough. so i continued instead, and when i gave up on the AI helping me (after hours of being sent around in circles) i found some useful hints via a google search and *finally* managed to fix the first issue (out of two)!

just then, my coworker sent me a link to a PR because she'd figured out how to do something i'd struggled with an put aside a couple of months ago. it seems her prompt-fu is stronger than mine :/

i turned my learning into an article, published it (with a couple of side quests along the way), killed a large, loud bug that flew past my head and settled on a curtain (that i couldn't identify if you paid me), consumed internet garbage (links from copywriter, we're clearly diverging politically), and it's creeping towards 2am and i think i'm done with my day.