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Today, I didn't really like my job...

I find myself in a slender demographic nowadays: I love my job, and I get paid well for it. As a computer programmer, I get to solve challenging problems everyday and they they thank me for doing what I would do with my spare time anyway by paying me for it!

However, today was not like that.

Each year, Kristi does a 5K in Boise, Idaho with her mom, aunt, grandma, and basically every female member of her family. It's for a good cause. Well, I guess it's for two good causes if you include Kristi's sanity. The run this year falls on this weekend.

About three weeks ago, when discussions about the 5K started, she mentioned that she didn't know what she was going to do with Isaac. Since the trip takes the whole weekend, she usually takes Remi. He has a cousin up there that is his age, so it works out nicely. However, Isaac presented a problem. So, I volunteered to take care of him for the weekend. For some reason that I will never understand, she was completely shocked. :)

Anyway, I realized my mistake when my Project Manager called me this morning and asked about my availability for some weekend work.

*slap to the forehead*

Oh, right! The roll is next weekend. Of course I can help during Isaac's nap time.

Well, "help during Isaac's nap time" turned into now 10:15 PM, and I'm still working on bugs. I got Zac to bed at about 8:30, so it has been faster since then.

See, I was looking forward to a fun weekend with just Zac and I. So, today I had to basically pacify him for much of the day, while I crunched away on bug after bug.

Oi.

I love programming. I love parenting. I don't love programming while parenting.

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