I’ve been a little stressed lately. I get home from work late and my back is like steel coils wrapped up in knots. I haven’t been terribly social. And I’m not good for much more than coding and sleeping…
Two brand new displays, designed and engineered from scratch. 13434 lines of code. Two grid developers on and then gone (bye ObiShawn!) More bugs than I care to count — with about a 1:6 signal-to-noise ratio. A half dozen “voice of customer” sessions. A ridiculous number of arguments about the validity and use of the “toggle button…”
But we’re approaching the end. My boss called it a “16 month pregnancy” which seems to be a pretty good analogy right about now. If it ships on time, I will personally buy all the developer’s still on the project a good, stiff drink — which shouldn’t be hard, because I’m pretty much the only one left now. Still, its my baby, and its either gonna “wow them” or I’ll… move to the QA department, or something…
Two more weeks, and we’ll find out if it’ll be allowed out the door. Two more weeks and I can breathe again.

Today was our annual border run, where we update our Visa’s and get approval to re-enter the country. Aside from one cranky border guard (although we couldn’t blame him, cause it was freezing cold) everything went smooth, and we’re allowed to stay here for another year.
However, as of now we don’t have valid New York driver’s licenses, cause they conveniently expire with our Visa’s, so we’ll have that paperwork to do on Monday. This time, though, I have a plan, that once in motion should get me my full Motorcycle license upon our eventual return to Ontario — without having to go through any more steps in our annoying graduated licensing program.
Paper work aside, I am very lucky to have the job I do in the place we live. Glad we’ve got another 12 months available to experience it.