This is the hardest time of day for me to concentrate but I’d managed to get myself in a groove. Was thinking “shit, if I keep this pace up I’ll kill this work off by lunch tomorrow, test all afternoon and be home by 10 pm tomorrow night”. So my wife drops a fucking bomb on me and now I can’t concentrate enough to even remember why I am here. For that matter I no longer give a shit why I am here because its all rather pointless.
I think I’m going to quit for the day and go cry in a park.
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