Today was the day that Ira *almost* broke his livelihood.
So, I don’t actually know what happened…which isn’t the most ideal of situations…but it’s fixed now, so I suppose I shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth (that one is for you, Bear). I had to find the solution on my own, which probably means that whatever happened is that freaking rare, OR it means that I’m a certified genius. I’m leaning towards the second option.
My first reaction was that I was an idiot for upgrading to the newest OS…but now I’m not so sure that’s what actually caused the problem. Final Cut is now an 8-year-old program. That’s not an ideal program to be using, or upgrading an OS on. I should know that. For that part of this whole fiasco, I feel very stupid.
In the end, it cost me a good five hours today. Ouch. I’m still okay, I can make up the time tomorrow, I think. No, I will.
That means, however, it’s time for sleep. I worked on Netflix stuff for most of the day, I fixed my broken computer, and I went to Wolfie’s birthday party. He’s two. And adorable. He really liked my lasagna tonight, and so we ate together and shared. It was pretty cool. He also liked looking at pictures of Coco.
Good night, yo 😉