Jan. 8th, 2003
God, I'm tired
Jan. 8th, 2003 05:15 pmDay got off to a good start (morning pages AND yoga AND breakfast AND shower, work by 9:30 -- I'm closing in!) but it's been one long grind since then. 2 hours of meetings trying to figure out what was going on with the project from hell and a tactful way of telling the client "uh... NO." Just spent 45 minutes on the phone with a freelancer figuring out what, exactly, she had to do with the 4 separate and distinct versions of a presentation that has to go to the client, like, now. And once we'd figured that out we still had to wait for her to download the 5 megs worth of zip files with her dialup connection. Argh.
Oh hell, and I said I'd do those minutes from last month in time for the conference call tomorrow.
Think happy thoughts. Mary's birthday party at the Claremont tonight. (Not sure she's thinking happy thoughts about this, but I'm trying.)
Oh hell, and I said I'd do those minutes from last month in time for the conference call tomorrow.
Think happy thoughts. Mary's birthday party at the Claremont tonight. (Not sure she's thinking happy thoughts about this, but I'm trying.)