What’s on the iPod: Summer Nights by Rascal Flatts
I’m hating Blogger at the moment. I just typed out a nice long post, clicked Publish, and watched it disappear into oblivion.
For the first time in nearly a month, I am alone in the house. First his daughter/boyfriend combo arrived, then his vacation, then my daughter/boyfriend combo, then his son arrived back home from Brazil, then most recently our favorite meditation monk came to stay. The girls left Sunday of last week and Thursday respectively, the son is back to work, and the husband just left to take the monk to the train station. It’s just me and the fish again. And Mister Squeakers. (I’m hamster-sitting while my daughter is in Orlando.) As much as I love everyone’s company, I am blissfully alone and the house is settling into quiet again.
I worked the entire time they were all here. Mind you, the latter part of December wasn’t busy, but January came with a pile of projects, including two from one client and one from another that are due today. I have one more from the first client, and possibly some press release edits arriving from them today.
The Christmas tree is in the corner awaiting recycling. We took the decorations off yesterday, but neither of us had the heart to take it out. It’s beautiful and the needles are still tight to the branches. I put away the rest of the decorations save for the lights outside, which are under snow. They’ll wait until a warmer day – it’s 21 here right now – when I can actually see the extension cords and get to the bush lights.
It will be interesting to see how much work I get done today. For some odd reason, I tend to get much more accomplished when I’m pressed for time. Anyone else have the same experience?
So what’s on your desk this week?
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