RUNNING OUT OF RUNWAY

At this point in my life, I could always suspect the worst in regard to schedules, timing, and opportunities outside my control, and look positively prophetic by all reasonable standards. Long story short, just as I suspected, that final development week will be unavailable, and an extremely valuable weekend day will also be peeled away for reasons that are not worth illuminating, lest my blood pressure continue to escalate.

Fortunately, I haven't quite succumbed to exhaustion (mental or otherwise), and am forcing myself to work in the evenings in short, exceedingly-focused sprints. I don't have the luxury of... well... fucking anything, at this moment in time. I'm disappointed, and profoundly so, at how the last month has turned out, but again... there are so many elements of my life that are largely beyond my control; it's easy to get frustrated at the end of a long project, what with unexpected annoyances eating away at your contingencies.

I'm not mad; just tired. It'll pass.

The demo is done, and it's a matter of how much polish I can heap on before I run out of time. We'll see.