Last night I came home and unshipped the vacuum cleaner for some Serious Rug Cleaning, after which I Fully Intended to Write.
I wound up taking the Dyson apart three times before I got all the clogged up stuff unclogged and the rugs passably clean, by which time Steve had come home, fried, I was a nervous wreck, and we looked at each other and said at exactly the same time, “Glass of wine and some Paladin?”
So, that’s what we did.
Today, the day-job was slightly less frenetic than it has been. I think I’m getting to the end of the fiddly little bits, thank ghod.
Unfortunately, just when I was ready to label it a Good Enough Day, one of my bosses decided she wanted to host a reception and called to dictate the list of food and drink she wanted served. I read the list back to her, got an ack, reserved the room and made the arrangements with Catering. After which, my boss revised the list, not once, but twice.
I think I’m gonna institute a minimum three-hour cooling off period for this particular boss before I do anything she tells me to do, so she has time to dither, second-guess, and renege, and I don’t have to make extra work for myself and other folks on campus.
Steve and I have a speaking gig tonight; leaving in about an hour.
I’m seeing some reports of Saltation sightings, deliveries, reads, and in one case at least, a re-read! Wow, you guys are fast.
We haven’t yet received our shipment of pre-orders, but — soon.