I’ve spent 9 hours today battling with WordPress, because it insists on making everything difficult. I’ve spent hours trying to get a working contact form, because for some reason I don’t quite understand, I can’t send emails from a Gmail address to a Gmail address with them (and that was after heaps of screwing about to get forms that look and act how my boss wanted). And why oh why, WordPress, much you mess up the html I put in a page? And how are you merging two tags together? I don’t understand how that makes any sense at all.
Ugh, I’m so over this, I’m a developer, I hate using things that try to do the code for me. I don’t even like Dreamweaver because it changes my tags without asking! I did all my high school web projects in Text Editor instead, and was glaring daggers at the teacher when she made me do one in Dreamweaver.
This isn’t actually a very easy question to answer.
I have a lot of illnesses at the moment that can interfere with me getting things done, and particularly with anything involving much physical labour. I also have an awful memory for chores, and even chanting my to-do list as I go doesn’t guarantee I won’t forget something.
I suck at sticking to writing quotas or writing in a journal or keeping up with a blog – I know this, but I’m always hopeful that this time I’ll stick with it, or at least get better at it. My goal for this was one post per week. I did three posts, each a week apart, and then life distracted me.
So what have I been doing that’s so distracting? Mostly lying in bed being sick and watching whatever show we’re currently on (I started this blog midway through Farscape, after that was SG-1, Star Trek Enterprise, then Digimon, but two episodes into Adventure 02 we’ve had to go back to Dragonball Z so I won’t be completely lost watching the new movie… and a few movies scattered in there, like some Resident Evil and about 5 Nightmare on Elm Streets). And a trip to the ER last week that was about as much fun as being made to wait around for 7 hours to be told they don’t know what’s wrong and to go home – OH WAIT that’s exactly what it was like.
My day has actually been pretty good, thus not wanting it to nose-dive. What started as a bit of a heated political debate that was getting kinda personal turned into a loan, so that my partner and I can get through this fortnight without denying ourselves food or reneging on the sale of a few monitors. Plus I was a good little cookie and made an appointment I need – well, I called and they’re sending out the forms I need to fill out. Funny thing: I may not be overweight enough to use this clinic, seeing as it’s an obesity clinic, and a weight estimation of 120kg (264 lbs) – with no mention of me being 6ft, or over if my back is having a good day – only just got me over the line to be sent the forms. I also got hold of my partner’s specialist appointment time, and his doctor will be sending out a new prescription of his testosterone, so he won’t be going 3 weeks without it (that’s really not fun). AND I called back about a job application, and got everything sent in for it. And I even used the scanner without breaking anything! Yay me.