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Yesterday I had a therapy appointment, to the general effect of You’re doing fairly well, considering, which is true. The other takeaway is that so long as in making a roughly equal number and severity of too-timid mistakes and too-confident mistakes, I’m probably doing alright. F’s team uncovered a problem that ultimately turned out to be that a bunch of zip codes were accidentally left out of an update to our mapping file. That took all afternoon to diagnose, and ultimately wasn’t nailed down until the wee hours of the morning by the geo team. Simultaneously, I onboarded a faculty member A from the stats department to help with code reviews and automation hardening, and gave him the task of reorganizing the way we’re generating data files to be sure they’re compliant with the new file format R had set out that morning; as well as giving J a data-limited task to implement the zip code exclusion rules. Everyone’s exhausted, and starting to make mistakes, but also largely recognizing that it’s condition that pervades the whole group, and folks are starting to sprinkle around bits of encouragement and spontaneous appreciation for each other which is delightful.

Dinner. Crossword. Sleep. Too much adrenaline. A sleep game: you don’t have to sleep, you just have to lie quietly with your eyes closed and listen to your breathing. Another sleep game: pick a category, then try to think of something from that category beginning with each letter of the alphabet. Ash. Beech. Cedar. Dogwood. Fir. Ginkgo. Holly...