Sod.
You know that thing that happens at work?
When there's a new project on the horizon for your team and you can sort of tell it's coming your way even though it's not your type of thing and you're already snowed under?
And then it does indeed land on you, you alone, and you wish that something, anything would happen to cancel The Project because this is impossible and stupid and you can't cope?
And then there's a day when you start to understand that it could be done, and that it might be worth it?
And then a couple of people make really good passing suggestions which sort of ping it into shape and it's not quite what you expected at the start but it will work and it will actually be great and it's a lot because of you and you're genuinely proud?
...
And then the Project is cancelled?
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Yeah. That happened today.
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If I should post babyfic tonight about Spike doing nothing but play with Annie's ten cutesy toesies, please nod kindly and ignore. It's merely therapy.
When there's a new project on the horizon for your team and you can sort of tell it's coming your way even though it's not your type of thing and you're already snowed under?
And then it does indeed land on you, you alone, and you wish that something, anything would happen to cancel The Project because this is impossible and stupid and you can't cope?
And then there's a day when you start to understand that it could be done, and that it might be worth it?
And then a couple of people make really good passing suggestions which sort of ping it into shape and it's not quite what you expected at the start but it will work and it will actually be great and it's a lot because of you and you're genuinely proud?
...
And then the Project is cancelled?
*
Yeah. That happened today.
*
If I should post babyfic tonight about Spike doing nothing but play with Annie's ten cutesy toesies, please nod kindly and ignore. It's merely therapy.