Overload

Oh my God, what a weekend!

Let me preface this by saying that I was the dumbass that got myself into this mess, I should really be the one to get myself out of it. But no... I bit off more than I can chew, as usual.

I volunteered at work to start tinkering away at the store's web site. I figured I might as well give it a go and see what comes of it, because the next person my boss was considering hiring was asking for 10,000 euros AS A STARTING PRICE. If I get to work at home in my pajamas and get some more design under my belt (while getting paid), I thought the idea sounded appealing.

Until I started getting all twisted up inside because I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO half of this stuff. And I swear I don't get panicky when confronted with feeling like I can't do something. Not at all.

On Friday, The Boy sat down with me and we had a PHP pow-wow. Who knew coding could be so sexy? He sat for hours, directing me as I copied, pasted, closed parantheses and uploaded files. We are so wild that we worked on the site into the night, and then again, upon awaking on Saturday, we were at it again. Like rabbits. With computers and server space.

All in all, I think I've put in about 20 hours this weekend alone, maybe 12 of which included The Boy, but the site IS actually coming together. My boss wants something by December 15, and Lord have mercy! we might make the deadline. The operative word here is "We" because I could not possibly do this without The Boy's unwavering attention. I am so, so grateful for his help.

So I promise my friends I will be a part of the functioning public again in 5-7 days. I think I underestimated the enormity of this task, but I am going to feel on top of the world when this thing is more or less finished. I can already taste the victory; just a few days away.

I have exams this week, too, which is the funny thing. I think it's pretty clear where my priorities are.