Saturday

Well, my project was considered perfect by my teacher except for a small fix. Awesome! On Saturday morning I started making the revisions. Time consuming, but easy stuff.

Four hours into it, I announced, "Cool! I'm almost done!" and that's when it happened. I did something wrong and my entire site crashed. I got a horrible error message on the screen with no clues to help fix it.

So, panic set in, anger, near-tears, mild hysteria as I started unraveling.... Lately whenever something like this happens, it starts snowballing: "Oh my god oh my god oh my god what happened to my site I am so sick of this why does this always happen to me I suck I never should've gone back to school I probably won't get a job what was I thinking my teachers stink and I don't even think they like me maybe I shouldn't even be in this business I should just give up completely and go back to producing but it's been so long now I probably wouldn't even get hired what kind of job would I even be able to get at this stage I don't know anyone or which agencies are hiring and - Huh? Oh, hey. Yeah, I'm fine. What? Ok, maybe I'm not fine..."

With a meltdown imminent, Iain strongly suggested we get out of the house, go for a walk, and get away for a while. We went for a long walk, then drove over to Takapuna to the Belgian place for a beer (ok, 3 beers). It was exactly what I needed.

The next morning I woke up, looked at my files and within seconds figured out what I'd done wrong (another benefit of walking away and then coming back with a clear head). I'm a dumbass.

But, now I can hand back my project today and be officially finished!