“I thought it was done?” my girlfriend asks.
“The app?”
“Yeah, the app. Isn’t it done? Wasn’t it meant to be done on Friday?”
Like I’d be sitting here on a Saturday night if the app was done. Like I wouldn’t have maybe mentioned that it was done. Like me, Paul and Filippo wouldn’t have the champagne flowing if the app was done.
“No… not done…”
“Oh I thought it was meant to be-”
“Yeah, no.”
It was meant to be finished last week. Then Wednesday. And now this coming Monday. I keep throwing extra stuff at Filippo which isn’t helping. But the plan is to submit the thing to the App Store on Monday. Which probably means Wednesday/next next Monday.