I have nothing today. Just nothing. I’m on too little sleep. The boy is sick. The lady is sick. Work is stressful. I’m tired. I just broke a 188 day streak fo doing the crossword puzzle. My longest is 215 days. I’ll have to start over. I guess thats’ fine.
I had to redo a bunch of work today because I made a mistake. In looking at the mistake, I have no idea how I made it. That’s the part I find infuriating. It’s one thing to make a mistake, look, learn, move on. Shit happens. We all make mistakes and it’s no big deal. Anyone who says otherwise is just an asshole, and wants to either be miserable, or to make people around them miserable.
No, the infuriating part is having no freaking idea how I could have made this error. It wasn’t a dumb error, and it wasn’t careless, I don’t think. It really looks like I was hallucinating while creating data sets. That’s not something I normally do, so I don’t know why I would have done it this week.
So now I can’t even go back and explain what went wrong. “Oh, the data are wrong because I must have been temporarily insane” is not a good excuse at work. Or, it’s possible it’s the best excuse. Shit happens, who knows why? Better to fuck up, fix it and go about the rest of your day. And the work’s now been redone, so all is good in the land. I guess.
Sometimes we must do things to keep the streak alive. It’s day 9, and i’m still doing it. It’s not always going to be interesting. and that’s cool. It is to me, i guess, i hope it is to you.