Hitting the ground running...

Got up early, had a nice breakfast, made some coffee using my Aeropress.

"Life is good," I say to myself.

I fire up the computer and get to work.

And my machine hangs.

Upon rebooting, it turns out the translation memory file I've been using has been corrupted.

The software's repair feature basically tells me it won't touch the file with a 1010-foot pole, as it claims to keep reading "past the end of the buffer."

In any event, I'm now reconstructing the TM from scratch, and will have to take a pass through what I have done to add new translations done since Friday.

Just the thing I planned to do this morning. (Not!)

About the only silver lining I can see is that it's not all that hard to reconstruct the file up to last Friday.

But by golly, by the time I finish with this, I shall have lost 90 minutes of valuable time.

It surely "don't come easy"...

It's hard to develop that laser level of concentration on one's work when you're the only person in the joint.

Still, I managed to translate 3,000 words today, which turns out to be the third day in a row that I've exceeded my stated goal of 2,000 words.

I'll be modifying my work flow to include a backup of my translation memories, given all the wasted time this morning.

(Gee... "translation memories"... sounds positively like the subject of song that should be sung by a barbershop quarter!)

Hmmm... yes... I think I need some sleep.

Cheers...