It’s one of those nights where I’m sitting at my desk after spending the majority of the day at the computer. This used to be the norm when I was younger, but now I try to keep my hours at my desk a bit more limited for a variety of reasons.
Sometimes, as we all know, work ends up keeping us up a little bit later and in places a little bit longer than we’ve anticipated.
In this instance, I’m working to track down a bug I’ve been after for a better half of the day and it’s something I need to get done now because later will be too late.
There’s other work to do and this is something that needs to be shipped, anyway.
If you’re someone who writes any type of code for a living, then you know the feeling of programming frustration I’m talking about: It starts off at a level of looking forward to getting back into the code with a level of confidence thinking:
“Okay, I’ve had time to step away from it. I should be able to come at this with a fresh perspective.”
Because sometimes that’s exactly what happens isn’t it?
