Still alive over here, people. Just snowed under with work and gradually digging out. Today I’m already behind schedule, because I utterly forgot that the husband was off work (for some reason) and had not set his alarm. Went to bed around eleven. Woke up around the next eleven. That’s twelve hours, people. Apparently I needed it.
However, this does mean that all the stuff I planned to work on this morning must now be doubled-up on top of afternoon work.
This is less than ideal, but generally okay. After all, it’s Friday, and I have VOWED to give myself a slight break this weekend – and by “break” I mean “go on an epic shopping quest for graduation presents [brother] and Mother’s Day presents [mom, stepmom, grandma].” So there will still be work involved, but it will be a fun, hunter-gatherer sort of work. I might even see about picking up a new dress to wear for the little bro’s graduation in DC next weekend. I deserve a new dress, don’t I?
(More to the point, I work from home – so the vast majority of my wardrobe is not exactly the sort of stuff one typically wears to a dressy-type occasion. I need a won’t-embarrass-anybody-to-see-me-outside-a-goth-bar-or-sci-fi-convention dress.)
Anyway. Let’s see…since last I blogged, here in CherieLand there’s been a lot of work (as mentioned above), a haircut (just a trim and a touch-up), a number of kitty pictures (behold), and Russian rights selling on Dreadnought – which was pretty awesome. And I think that probably brings us all up to date.
Now I need to scare up some breakfast (lunch?) and dive back into my index cards, scratch pads, and notes so that I have something to show from all this brainstorming before the weekend begins in earnest.
[:: zoosh ::]