I work. 5 days a week, 52 weeks a year. Well, technically, it’s really 47 weeks a year, given my PTO, but the point is still roughly the same.<\/p>\n
I go to work, I check my email, I eat breakfast, and then I code.<\/p>\n
What does it all mean? It means I’m busy, but only within the realm of normality. I don’t eat, sleep, and dream Code. Thankfully.<\/p>\n
Yesterday had a nice chunk of ‘interesting’. I wrote a stored procedure… Wait. You don’t know what a stored procedure is?<\/p>\n
Well, I’m not explaining it, because it will either bore you to tears, or point out how little I know about my job. Suffice it to say that a stored procedure is just a chunk of database code that does something you tell it to. That’ll do for now.<\/p>\n
So, I wrote this stored procedure, and it will either be classified as ‘dangerous’ or ‘brilliant and helpful’. It figures out if the indices within a database need to be rebuilt or reorganized, and then does it. Handy if all goes according to plan. Disastrous if something goes awry.<\/p>\n
Well, sure, I tested it. I’m not a complete moron. It worked great.<\/p>\n
But this is about That Daily Feeling.<\/p>\n
I come in, eat breakfast, check email, code. And on Fridays, I hope that time will decide to flow faster for 8 or so hours. I like being home, relaxing, spending time with my wife, and getting far too many kisses from my puppies. And there’s a Sounders game this weekend. It’ll be a good weekend.<\/p>\n
If this day can just come to a close.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I work. 5 days a week, 52 weeks a year. Well, technically, it’s really 47 weeks a year, given my PTO, but the point is still roughly the same. I go to work, I check my email, I eat breakfast, …<\/p>\n