I think I have to. Not all days are good. Most of my days at One45 have been great, or at least good, so far.
Today was my first truly bad day.
We released the first update since Mike and I started. This means code I'd worked on was live.
Was. Was live. For about 20 minutes. Because there were problems. Something I had done was throwing fatal errors. Clients were unable to open any saved forms.
Forms are a very key part of our entire system.
And I'd brought them down with a spelling error. Instead of "institution," the code had "instution."
Bah humbug.
We rolled back the release, I'd already fixed the bug and merged it to patch. We rebuilt the release and were able to push it a few hours later.
I've been told that it's not the worst thing to happen. That there were no security issues or data issues caused, which means it really wasn't awful.
Yeah, but I'm the one that caused it. Weirdly, nicely, no one gave me a hard time about it. This all happened before scrum, so when we got to good news and I just said "pass," people responded with friendly chuckles.
Yet, like so many, I'm my own worst critic. And I ruined things this morning. I made it through the rest of the day, just wanting to be home in the comfort of my big sweatshirt and Max's arms.
I do truly realize that things could have been much worse. I have really learned a lot about checking everything I do, why we have the checks in place that we do.
Tomorrow, thankfully, is another day.
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