Yesterday I was sick and every time I tried to go to nap, the client would call so I gave up trying. (He wanted me to do the littlest things like rename shop stocks and add descriptions and rename WordPress posts it’s not even funny. I didn’t really have a contract to prevent it from happening, which is bad, I know.) Eventually I ended up crying while working; I was so sad Charlie came to pick me up so we could just work in Katipunan together.
By the evening I was still pretty sick but at least I was cheered up. Finished 90% of work needed and had French onion soup and salad for 9pm dinner (we got shrimp-garlic pizza from Yellow Cab for 6pm lunch). By the time I was home I was feeling a bit better and I promised Charlie not to dwell so much on the negative feelings I had that morning.
He’s doing me a lot of good, I say. :) I’ve always been the (
irrational) emotional one and he the calm one.
Working together yesterday worked well for both of us since he was also stressed by the insane requirements and revisions a nightmare client Madbanana had. I think by 7pm my client has stopped calling me completely and by that time I could hug Charlie while he worked.
Today I’m taking a break from life and staying at home.