More protests and riots and police over-reaction today
We masked up and went out to the liquor store to restock the bar. Afterward, we picked up burritos. The first time for both of these things in about 3 months I think. It went okay, but we were nervous.
Afterward, drinks and dinner with the girl. More riots on TV.
Then, finally, I went to the basement to repair the broken button on my joycon and finish up the en-purpling
I managed to crudely attach the new R button micro-switch.
The old switch tore off the motherboard along with the solder pads.
I think I somehow managed to bridge enough solder over to exposed traces to hook the button up to the circuit.
Got everything back together and played 20 minutes of Animal Crossing, everything worked!
I'm relieved that I managed to finish the project and now the joycon works again
I'm annoyed that I'm not as happy about this success than I was sad about the earlier failures.
Like, I did it. I fixed it. I have two great purple joy cons that work.
But I'm not ecstatic. I'm just relieved.
Earlier I was sad and disappointed and a little depressed.
I really wish I could get my brain to work another way.
So, I'm just kind of keep looking at what I did and trying to will myself to celebrate.