i definitely have a nose/throat thing going on, not serious, but uncomfortable enough.
during my team daily i shared what i worked on over the weekend, and - painfully aware of this in real time - failed to communicate just why the games i made were even remotely fun or interesting. i felt so awkward 😬
this morning gd decided to keep mr smear home and take him to the doctor, but then she suddenly wasn't feeling well enough to take him so i had to bail on two meetings (that were specifically for me) in order to take him myself.
the doctor didn't find anything interesting, and recommended sending him to school next time unless he's feeling unwell or has a fever. after stopping by the pharmacy, i took a number for the receptionist and then found myself in an uncomfortable race with an older woman who was trying to jump the line; when the receptionist noticed her hovering behind me she asked "are you with him?" to which she responded "i wish" 🤢
from there were went to the children's hospital to book a couple of follow-up appointments, after which we caught a bus home, and i pointed out a guy with frighteningly long toenails to mr smear who was horrified.
we arrived home to find gd had made a baked polenta with jalapeño dish, which turned out to be surprisingly more-ish and quite spicy.
i made slow but steady progress with my client's work, then joined my employer group's discussion about worktrees and our post-AI futures as plumbers and locksmiths.
between that meeting and leaving for my feldenkrais appointment, i reached out to one of the team and he helped me out quite a bit. then i walked to the clinic, and went through another awkward session. i truly don't know how i feel about this stuff, because the exercise she gave me seems to be a useful one, but half the things she did made me feel like it's the kind of stuff that only works if you truly believe in it, and the other half is suspicious but oddly convincing. for example, she had her fingers on each side of my neck, but on the side that's always giving me trouble the skin sensation was muted even though i could feel her fingers on both sides. whatever annoyingly gentle manipulations she did, after a while the sensations did become more balanced, so 🤷♂️
after dinner and another relevant episode of the wonder years*, and then i embarked** on a project inspired by one of my coworkers (in my employer group) saying that he can't work with something he needs to because the old-school tool he uses doesn't support it. that made me realize that it's cheaper for me to set the AI to work building me my own diff tool that answers all my needs that to pay for a license for any of the good ones that all only do some parts of the job well.
* the walk out: the americans lost the vietnam war primarily because their own population had succumbed to communist propaganda, and it's the same enemies with the same playbook turning the world against israel now.
** remember this picture, it taught me about derived works being under copyright. i had to drop the left one, which was perfect, and generate the one on the right instead.
we had a huge fight around shower time, with my queen of hearts decreeing "off with his head (lice)!" and me finally letting go in spite of the fact that as far as i can tell we clearly don't have head lice. so we wasted (in my opinion) an expensive treatment that for all intents and purposes seems to be repackaged margarine, which gd would never, ever put into her hair 🙄
anyway, it went smoother (and more buttery) than it could have, and the rest of the evening has been kinda okay. while i'm typing this, the app my agent is building keeps flickering onto the screen and disappearing while i runs tests, and the flashes i've seen so far are quite exciting.
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