Sleep eludes me...

I awoke almost two hours ago and have not been able to fall asleep again. It's this bond business, I suppose. The fact that the issue is in doubt annoys me. Moreover, though it's likely I'm misinterpreting something, I also have mixed feelings of outrage and embarrassment ("Am I that much of a risk to abscond with the post office's funds?") The last news I heard from my prospective agent is that the insurance company is waiting on the results of a credit report.

We had dinner last night with Mike and Karen. It was a nice evening; we spent the last few minutes of sunlight on their patio, then moved inside for dinner. It helped for me to get my mind off my cares, if even for only an hour or two.

I may as well get my carcass truly out of bed. There's a potload of things to do today.

Cheers...

Wobbly...

My earlier post must have been cathartic, because as soon as I put the Zaurus down, sleep overcame me, so I switched off the light and I got a good, solid one-and-a-half hours of shuteye, waking up alert and ready to greet the day.

I feel a little... tired right now. A call to the insurance company in Durango revealed that an answer to the bond issue would be forthcoming after noon. I hope the folks downtown don't explode, and I do hope the answer is favorable.

Cheers...

Whoosh!

Today was both Huntur's first day at pre-school and Shannon's first day on the job. I went home around noon and went to sleep for about an hour and a half, then got up and did some work around the place. I haven't heard any news from the insurance guy, but Galina left what amounts to a blank check at the insurance office in Durango for when the decision (favorable, I trust) comes through.

The local insurance guy came by the store to talk to me, and we had a good conversation. I'm thinking I may have been premature in engaging the Durango folks, since the fellow who stopped by seemed a bit sharper and more on the ball than the lady I've been dealing with in Durango. If the bond is nor forthcoming as a result of my last submittal, I'll start over with the Pagosa fellow tomorrow.

I paid my Amex bill, as usual, by phone, and it was under $200 for the previous month, which has to be some kind of world record (i.e., small, though I'm not complaining, and in fact am relieved).

* * *There seems to be a lot of Al Pacino on the tube lately. I'm noticing that Insomnia is on HBO lately, which has also been playing a lot of Godfather and Godfather II. Scent of a Woman was playing a little while ago on AMC (their "Men Women Love To Watch" theme, if memory serves), and then... it occurs to me that The Recruit was seen on DVD and not on broadcast/cable, but nonetheless, Pacino starred there, too. All excellent performances, IMAO (though I've never been a keen fan of the Godfather movies).

* * *Our visit to Feht's the other night reminded me that the ATA conference is not far away, and an email from headquarters reminds me that the deadline for "earlybird" registration is Wednesday. In other news, I'm mildly curious as to whether anyone else has tossed their hat into the ring for the postition of Slavic Language Division administrator; if not, then the rules say I'll be elected by acclamation (meaning, I suppose, there will be no formal ballot). Another email reminds me that I'll be up for certification during my next stint in Houston.

All of which leads up to the point that tomorrow, 30 September, is St. Jerome's Day in some Western belief systems. St. Jerome, it is said, is the patron saint of translators (seeing as he was one), and thus, through an inescapable sequence of logic that I'm not too clear on, that makes tomorrow... Translator's Day!

Happy holiday!

Cheers...