Medicated depression, day #216
Woke up late this morning, son had already left and wife were about to leave as well, had some coffee and took medications. Rushed out the door to catch the bus.
Arrived at the office, empty, sat down and added the thing that I had been thinking about yesterday to the project I'm working on, since I met the deadline and presented suggestions, KC had not made any decisions yet and most probably not shown anyone my proposal -- as it's a bit of a fork in the road, continue on with the old code, slapping on updates and rewriting parts of if to align with hosting on a cloud environment, or rewrite it in either of two scripting languages I suggested as they are available on most hosting platforms.
KC introduced the thought of working on real stuff, same as I talked to colleague about on Wednesday, I agreed it sounds nice and interesting and KC would talk to this colleague since he heads that team, they are lacking developers and I would be the first in that new team. If KC and colleague agrees, which really should be a no-brainer.
Next week a former colleague starts at our office, recruited directly from former employer, there is probably more people lined up but are hired as soon as there is a new opening for a position.
Arrived home from todays work about 10 minutes ago, my thinker screams about hitting the bed, I'm actively ignoring it. I'll stay awake until son arrived home, about two hours from now.