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Morning:
Get up, have breakfast, walk the dog. Sit down to finish up writing the test harness for the business logic code I spent the past week writing. Life is good.
Noon:
Get message from school, Ben threw up at lunch. Clothes are all soiled. Please bring a change of clothes when picking him up. Life is less good, but not terrible.
1pm:
Get Ben from school. He spends the entire drive home coughing/retching, and preparing to throw up.
2pm:
Ben throws up in the play room.
2:30pm:
Mom messages me, she has gotten a three day pay-or-quit notice. Start making phone calls to the apartment complex and the bank, because online payment was definitely submitted and processed on time.
3pm:
Ben throws up again. While being distracted with all the throwing up and eviction proceedings, I manage to completely delete the three files containing all of the code I have spent the past week writing. The files are gone gone gone, not in the recycle bin, not recoverable by an undelete utility, just plain gone. Life sucks.
4pm:
At least Ben hasn't thrown up in the past hour. Much. Spent the past hour looking for a free decompiler that will let me reverse-engineer my code from the .dll file. The bookkeeper at the apartment complex is very kind and understanding on the phone, bends all kinds of rules, and waives all late fees as long as my mom can walk over a check this afternoon and as long as I can bring proof of the timely online bill payment submission next week when I get back in town.
5pm:
Ben has nothing left in his stomach, and has moved from vibrant orange bile to vibrant green bile. Did I mention that I still need to pack for the Boston trip tomorrow morning? Found a decompiler that works amazingly well, but is hobbled unless you pay $400 for the full version. It only decompiles about 50% of the needed code. Found another decompiler that works less well but is totally free.
6pm:
Sara has picked up Ben. Ben apparently spends entire drive home coughing and gagging. At this point I have about 75% of my code recovered, but the last 25% is taking quite a bit of effort.
7pm:
Theoretically the code is recovered, now I have to start recompiling and retesting. Because of the database intensive nature of the code, each test pass takes 10 - 15 minutes.
8pm:
Code is fixed, retested, and checked in. Work systems are powered down, out of office assistant is turned on, work email is turned off. Before dinner can be made, have to run to the store for milk.
9pm:
Start packing for Boston trip. Eat dinner. Watch some tv.
10pm:
Finish packing for Boston trip.
11pm:
Come downstairs, write long, rambling, whiny, and pointless livejournal post about my day.
Get up, have breakfast, walk the dog. Sit down to finish up writing the test harness for the business logic code I spent the past week writing. Life is good.
Noon:
Get message from school, Ben threw up at lunch. Clothes are all soiled. Please bring a change of clothes when picking him up. Life is less good, but not terrible.
1pm:
Get Ben from school. He spends the entire drive home coughing/retching, and preparing to throw up.
2pm:
Ben throws up in the play room.
2:30pm:
Mom messages me, she has gotten a three day pay-or-quit notice. Start making phone calls to the apartment complex and the bank, because online payment was definitely submitted and processed on time.
3pm:
Ben throws up again. While being distracted with all the throwing up and eviction proceedings, I manage to completely delete the three files containing all of the code I have spent the past week writing. The files are gone gone gone, not in the recycle bin, not recoverable by an undelete utility, just plain gone. Life sucks.
4pm:
At least Ben hasn't thrown up in the past hour. Much. Spent the past hour looking for a free decompiler that will let me reverse-engineer my code from the .dll file. The bookkeeper at the apartment complex is very kind and understanding on the phone, bends all kinds of rules, and waives all late fees as long as my mom can walk over a check this afternoon and as long as I can bring proof of the timely online bill payment submission next week when I get back in town.
5pm:
Ben has nothing left in his stomach, and has moved from vibrant orange bile to vibrant green bile. Did I mention that I still need to pack for the Boston trip tomorrow morning? Found a decompiler that works amazingly well, but is hobbled unless you pay $400 for the full version. It only decompiles about 50% of the needed code. Found another decompiler that works less well but is totally free.
6pm:
Sara has picked up Ben. Ben apparently spends entire drive home coughing and gagging. At this point I have about 75% of my code recovered, but the last 25% is taking quite a bit of effort.
7pm:
Theoretically the code is recovered, now I have to start recompiling and retesting. Because of the database intensive nature of the code, each test pass takes 10 - 15 minutes.
8pm:
Code is fixed, retested, and checked in. Work systems are powered down, out of office assistant is turned on, work email is turned off. Before dinner can be made, have to run to the store for milk.
9pm:
Start packing for Boston trip. Eat dinner. Watch some tv.
10pm:
Finish packing for Boston trip.
11pm:
Come downstairs, write long, rambling, whiny, and pointless livejournal post about my day.