Circling 9am. Throwing out messages one day, harvesting responses the other. Sometimes it's a few, sometimes it's a load, and sometimes it adds to the multitasking already at hand. Everything else is caffeine and tension.
3pm and on. Moving in test cycles, head spinning. Waiting for long-running jobs is a good way to disappear in multitasking once more. But some things just take the time they need. And at some point one's running out of ephemeral tasks that don't need much attention or dedication. (Rewinding. Taking notes. Forgetting again. And still, outcomes are pending.)
10am and on. Monday constantly playing with different shapes. Across the street, seems people more than usual resorted to working from home today. Still no clouds in a soft blue sky, some sun trying to push light into the narrow streets. (Also, jumping from call to call, hanging up just to hear the sound of a virtual bell ringing again. Considering yet another coffee even though this late morning should have better plans.)
11am and on. Context switching to a point where project silhouettes fade and boundaries dissolve. Copying code, breaking test, scratching beard, wondering. More coffee to the rescue, and a short meditation in the emptiness between seconds to refocus.
10am and on. Each piece of software reaches the point to weed out many minor issues from a vast load of unspecified inconsistent behaviour in upstream systems. That's where things get funny, that's where time is lost by days not hours. (Also: That feeling of relief seeing a meeting that didn't really suit the daily schedule well anymore postponed by someone else. Filling the sudden temporary void with coffee and euphoria to focus on other pressing things.)