If you followed my comment trail yesterday you know that it was not a day that I wish to remember, even though it was this blog’s tenth anniversary.
As I’ve alluded to recently I am being pushed to get a project out the door into the hands of beta testers. I don’t mind being pressured, it comes with the job, but the foundation on which I rely is far from ready, therefore I think the pressure is uncalled for in this instance.
My day started declining the moment one of my tests failed miserably and I decided wipe the iPad on which I was testing clean, completely forgetting that it held the only copies of two photos of copious notes I had made on a whiteboard over the weekend. Shame on me for not having these backed up, but hard work lost nonetheless.
My day steadily declined as I attempted to recreate a software build I made last Friday. First, my code had changed considerably. No problem, or so I thought. I fetched Friday’s build from the configuration server only to find inexplicable conflict markers. This should never happen.
Things went from bad to worse when I realized that one of the underlying tools I updated on Monday was also now presenting me with a wall that I would have to climb. This tool changes many of the settings inside the application build environment, so going backward was going to be difficult.
The straw to break on the camel’s back was when I thought, cleverly, that I could avoid all of these plagues by building on my office desk computer, only to recall that it is still running a previous install of Mac OS X and therefore is incapable of compiling a project updated for the latest operating system’s tools.
After spending hours Googling and tweaking build settings and code I was finally able to get things to build again. Of course I know headaches lie in wait for when I attempt to incorporate these changes into the main line of the code base. But those are headaches for another day.
I could have chalked the day up to complete boneheaded disaster had I followed through with the plan I laid out yesterday’s blog. At the last minute I saw a sheet informing me that the Alliance Theatre has a gift for me being a “Larger Than Life” patron (I’ll assume that they are not referring to my weight) and realized that the play I was to attend was not at Horizon Theatre in Little 5, but rather at Hertz Stage at the Alliance Theatre in midtown.
After sitting in horrific traffic I still managed to make it to Woodruff Arts with enough time to grab a quick bite of dinner. I ate a tasty “Cuban” sandwich made with delicious roasted pork belly and pork loin at Table 1280. I paired my sandwich with a nice cold glass of Riesling, it must be this German thing I have going on, mostly because no beers listed on their menu appealed to my taste buds. Finally, something yesterday didn’t wind up a turd.
I didn’t let the fact that the theater did not have the gift bag promised to me available last night irritate me, and was karmically rewarded by having four incredibly attractive young ladies sit near me, including one of the performers from “The Tall Girls” which I saw performed in the same theater this past spring. To see one attractive young lady in the theatre is rare, four of them, all seemingly unattached, is unheard of. Did I speak to any of them? Of course not. Even on my best of days I am unable to hold a conversation with the opposite sex and considering very little played out as I had hoped yesterday my fear was that I’d mumble, spit, sneeze, or embarrass myself in some other way.
The play was fine, well acted, but its theme was not exactly my cup of tea. Also, my brain stirred with thoughts of fixing the problems I have with my work so I was not entirely focused on the play. There was a “Question and Answer” session after the performance, but I had “things to do” so I skipped this and headed home directly after the performance.
At home my app testing was a complete bust, with one of the servers on which my app relies refusing to supply me with data, so at 10:30pm I rang up my mother and chatted with her for awhile before giving up on what was left of the day.
What’s on tap for today?
Hoping for things to finally start working in my favor again and then playing a little racquetball with the boss. This ought to be interesting for I’ve done very little exercising of late. Let’s just hope that my heart doesn’t explode, of course, that would be one way to get the deadline for my project extended…