I do like my new job, I just have to keep reminding myself that because I am ded from it this week, not helped by me not sleeping. Last night it was really cold, so I took my bunny to bed and before I fell asleep I'd run out of cold bit. And I have a double bed, so there is quite a lot of cold bits, in theory.

I have a project that they were absolutely desperate to go live on Tuesday, so I busted a gut working on it, along with another project that had to be done on Tuesday and a third that had to go live on Wednesday. At the end of the day we were just waiting for the client and it could go live Wednesday morning (that would be this morning - I'm terribly confused about the days this week, and the date).

What really rankled was that while I was doing this on Tuesday I had constant hassling emails on how it was going and why it took so long because it was a 'simple' project (it wasn't, let me tell you). After the client fiddled about with a few bits three times, we got the go ahead to launch it mid-afternoon, after I'd contemplated asking them what was taking so long since it was simple to test. It doesn't work that way though - it's alright for one department to hassle us about getting stuff to them now, but we can't hassle them when they're holding us up.

About one minute before the project went live the client changed their mind about something major in the project. So, this project that had to go live on Tuesday will now go live on Thursday. Probably. And I get to spend the third day in a row desperately trying to get it to go live. I wouldn't worry so much about it at this point except that I just want it to go away.

It doesn't help that I only have one bread mix left, the health food shop can't order it for me because their suppliers don't have it, and the only place that sells it is the big Tesco half an hour drive away. And I still don't know if I'm well enough to drive. There are no buses, of course. Because public transport is stupid and who would want to use that?

The bright spot is I went out to dinner last night at one of the Italians in town and I could eat three things on the menu! I actually couldn't decide what to have. The last time I experienced that was last August, I think. And they had sorbet for dessert, which was really nice.

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