An attendant stands alone in front of a house of mirrors.

I’ve been so happy with my emacs-plus install that there was an when-not-if element to the whole thing. It came today when I tried to get org-capture to work and it … just wouldn’t. So I tried an alternate build and lost over an hour I could have spent writing to uninstalling, reinstalling, troubleshooting, rewriting a launchd agent, etc.

I’m sensitive about my writing time, because my first team is in town this week and I’ll be spending most of my days and a chunk of my evenings downtown doing strategy stuff with some great people, but I won’t have any writing time. So that time I could have had today is lost.

… and I guess I’m annoyed because it was such a stupid little rabbit hole: I thought something sounded sorta cool, figured it’d just take a second and then poof. And such a violent poof that stuff I’d had working just fine an hour earlier suddenly wasn’t working thanks to some mystery of I don’t even know what.

So, back on track again. In the end I just had to clean up some of my config’s hygiene, and that was probably for the best anyhow.

But still down over an hour of writing time.

Spending this much time writing about it probably seems like a bad reaction to a small thing, but part of what I have liked a lot about my increased journaling and personal writing output has been the opportunity it affords me to learn and internalize. So this is sort of a public exercise in re-learning something: I’m happier when I’m making a thing, not when I’m fucking around with the tools to make things.