So, work is stressing on me pretty hard, but the drop-dead date is June 30, so it _will_ be done by then, one way or another.
Of course, my efforts are totally absorbed into supporting, debugging, and doing timing and even data-motion tests on these 35 or 36 devices that plug into mine... testing that SHOULD HAVE BEEN DONE by the OTHER team, you know, the team that these devices belong to. Yeah. Them. They were all ready to release 'em without checking, you know, that they actually follow timing spec. "We got data, it's good!" Is it really? Do you know WHEN that data was captured? I do!
I've found bugs, and my cohort on that team has fixed bugs, and we are down to the last three or for, all of one family.
I had one marked green (as in good) and then I found a subtle problem in the timing. Goody. Now it's better.
Thursday had dance class again, that was fun! I'm a tad out of shape; East coast swing was hard work. But fun!
Skipped Bolero, my tendinitis was really giving me gyp; I gotta wear my muscle strap I guess.
Friday night, I had to clean up the garage a bit so the Make Magazine photographer could, you know, photograph. Hi Pam! Nice lady. During the arrangement, I dropped a dancing-flame tube pillar on my toe -- this is an 8" PVC pipe, an adapter, a subwoofer, and a 4-foot long board as a foot. My right big toe is funny colors and I limp now.
I skipped West coast swing Friday, due to funny-colored toe, and instead we had a lovely anniversary (Friday the 13 is our first-date anniversary) with my sweetie wifie.
Today, I moved about two tons of paving stone (wearing my muscle strap thing), with help from Marla, Tall Matt, and Paul (pretty much in sequence like that). The common factor was me limping around arranging stones, and the sun beating down on my (hatted) head. Reminded me of Flipside.
Now, soon, movie time! Or maybe more ibuprofen. That stuff really works.
Tomorrow am? The remaining 3/4 ton or so of paving stone. Whee!
Oooo a baby kitten is attacking my shorts. Want a kitten?