Sunday, January 16, 2005
It’s Teeth Jim, but not as we know it.
Friday night was a miracle. Little Miss decided to sleep for almost five hours and for most of the day as we pushed her around town while shopping. Saturday night was impossible. We couldn’t tell if it was the teeth or she’d picked up yet another cold. Sunday she was all over the place, one minute happy, the other screaming the place down.
Work has gone from bad to worse. Code that was written, for both client four and client two, has cocked up and apparently it’s my fault. Looks like I won’t be making it as far as the next bonus after all. I’m beginning to think that I’ll be Lucky to see the end of this week in that job. I can’t seem to find all the CV work that I put together as well.
All this has put added pressure on LSW and my relationship. We’re not exactly being civil to each other at the moment. We’re both knackered and stressed, both about my work and Little Miss. I know I should try and focus on the positive but that’s easier said than done.
Work has gone from bad to worse. Code that was written, for both client four and client two, has cocked up and apparently it’s my fault. Looks like I won’t be making it as far as the next bonus after all. I’m beginning to think that I’ll be Lucky to see the end of this week in that job. I can’t seem to find all the CV work that I put together as well.
All this has put added pressure on LSW and my relationship. We’re not exactly being civil to each other at the moment. We’re both knackered and stressed, both about my work and Little Miss. I know I should try and focus on the positive but that’s easier said than done.
