what a mess.

you know that little bit of your life when you’re looking at something and you know that it’s not actually very complicated but you’re a bit tired and it’s been layed out in a stupidly over complex way that is illogical and inefficient and you just know that if you can calm down , pause and take a deep breath you can reach in and start unravelling it and actually work out what bits are not even doing anything, rationalise and consolidate it. and actually make it work. except that your brain has too many frayed ends to track. you know that if you’d done it yourself it would have been done, properly, by now.

but – you’ve paid cash money for this, this isn’t your job. it’s supposed to work, it’s suppose to be better than the job you could do

then in the background you can hear yourself screaming at the computer screen ?

just asking.