Sorry for those of you who thought I was off being a dad. No baby yet.
On April 30th I installed a software program written by myself and the girl I work closely with. Two days later it was discovered that the coding she did caused problems. Big Problems. We reversed the code and I worked more than I ever have helping to get that problem resolved. All of last week I worked crazy hours.
This past Tuesday was the worst day of my professional career. It was discovered, after 9 days, that the code I wrote had a gigantic problem. Not an easily recognizable problem, but one with enormous consequences. On Tuesday I wanted to quit, go home, pack my house, move to China, or go somewhere that no one knows my name (Norm!). For the past three work days I've been working with everyone who can possibly help me to get this resolved. A team of about 15 people will still be working through tomorrow to help me get this resolved and another 15 will be talking me off the ledge.
Every post I've written over the past two weeks was written at home, or contrived in my head at home. Very rare for me. So, while I can pretty much gaurantee I won't have a post tomorrow, I hope I can can get a few minutes to read everyone's blogs. And what I can definitely do is wish Giselle good luck getting married this weekend, and have you tell Titso good luck if I don't post anymore before the baby.
I hope to be back to normal soon. Boobs!