Black Dog Blog

Today my time has been fought over (not quite literally, because one of the parties is in London; pity, I'd like to have seen it come to blows. Religion vs. Independents Commissioning, ding ding!).

It's an evilly satisfying feeling.

This is all still fallout from going home ill on Friday, which meant I couldn't get all the stuff done for Commissioning that needs to be done. And needs to be done by me.

What's particularly satisfying is that I really am the best person for the job.

Which sounds weird, because I'm officially but a lowly Web Assistant and don't have amazing expertise in any one area, but for this—replacing text, cutting images, a fine eye for proof-reading, italicising titles and linking to mentioned webpages when appropriate, along with improving the general HTML coding and making things cleaner and sharper with low-key CSS messing—I couldn't explain it all to someone else, let alone expect them to remember it, and I'm dashed sure nobody else in this building would bother to do it.

And I'm pretty accursed fast, for all that needed to be done to these pages, to fit it into three days and still make time for a few extended search-replaces to remove out-of-range characters. Honestly, I don't think many others would have been able to do everything I've done to this standard in this time.

It's… weird.

And fortuantely, because my fingers have been flying these three days with barely a break, I have a smart partner in London who's picked up on all the errors I missed.