For the last few days I’ve felt ominous rumblings and unease. Like something horrible had happened or was about to happen. A depressive swing, kind of weird, complete with physical ailment.
Everything hit the fan yesterday. A pile of weird RL problems and annoyances, trouble at work, and finally, the 7Seas Fishing Game, my other huge project, got hacked and someone was stealing items from it and reselling them.
By this morning I was damn near hyperventilating. Everything was collapsing from every angle; everything that could go wrong was going wrong. I had no clue what to do.
Fortunately, I managed to wrangle the chaos. I solved the problems I was facing at work, and took the rest of day off thanks to my very, very understanding boss. Even if I didn’t know HOW the hacker was doing this, I could close off the route he was taking into our systems, which would be close enough. I implemented a plan to update our software and retire the channels he was using. Our customers were VERY understanding and patient and supported us the whole way.
By the time dinner rolled around, I was at peace. The problem had been dealt with. Work had been placated. Things were looking like they’d be normal again.
So, tonight, I celebrated by goofing off, relaxing, watching TV, and trying to cheer myself up.
That means no new anachronauts writing for Thursday. We’ll reconvene on Monday. Thanks for understanding. Things just sort of crumbled, and although I propped them back up, I really need some downtime.