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Still flailing...
May. 11th, 2006 09:55 pmI bicycled to the store this morning. Unsurprisingly, my sedentary lifestyle did not serve me in good stead for the trip, as I arrived at the store tired and out of breath. Along the way, I actually had to dismount and walk a short distance up a gentle incline. While that may be bad news, the good news is that this happened to me once before, and after a few days, I was able to bike all the way up that same "hill," a testament to my body's ability to recover from my basically being a lump.
I also biked home to take a close look at a huge French-to-English job, and to take a nap. I took a different route home, and it seemed to go better. Of course, I don't think I've ever managed to bicycle up the two rather impressive grades it takes to get up here (heck, the Honda barely made it, y'know?), but I'm not worried about that.
Two jobs came in before the F-to-E work: a rush editing job for my Houston client and about 1800 source words, due tomorrow morning (and which I just sent off), which I got via Feht (when people send him Russian-to-English work, he usually refers them to me; in this case the client was on his way out the door to a meeting halfway across the country, so Feht took the liberty of simply sending me the files, for which I am grateful).
The editing job is a tale in itself. The past few days, Drew has been bringing Misha to the store with him, and the dog - which appears to be growing noticeably on a daily basis - has a habit of getting underfoot. Today, Drew brought along a door frame gate and confined the dog to the store's bathroom, together with its water dish and chew toy.
No deal. The dog did not enjoy this, and let everyone know about it. To keep the dog quiet (and to find a relatively quiet place in which to work), I set up my computer on a small utility table next to the sink in the bathroom and "borrowed" the chair to the back room computer. Everything went well, except for those times when I had to leave the room to take care of something. At any rate, the job (aka, "the Toilet Edit") was completed and sent back in good time.
Once home, I napped for an hour and then I biked back to the store in time to arrive at 4 pm to let Drew go pick up Shannon and return to his domicile. The last two hours of the day were fairly quiet, and at my request Drew picked me up promptly at 6 pm to take me home (three bike trips were pretty much it for me, especially as I had almost 2,000 source words to translate once I got home). I'm going to walk to the store tomorrow, and I plan to work on the F-to-E job during the morning and early afternoon.
It's been another long day. I think it's time to start moving, ever so slowly, toward the bed.
Cheers...
I also biked home to take a close look at a huge French-to-English job, and to take a nap. I took a different route home, and it seemed to go better. Of course, I don't think I've ever managed to bicycle up the two rather impressive grades it takes to get up here (heck, the Honda barely made it, y'know?), but I'm not worried about that.
Two jobs came in before the F-to-E work: a rush editing job for my Houston client and about 1800 source words, due tomorrow morning (and which I just sent off), which I got via Feht (when people send him Russian-to-English work, he usually refers them to me; in this case the client was on his way out the door to a meeting halfway across the country, so Feht took the liberty of simply sending me the files, for which I am grateful).
The editing job is a tale in itself. The past few days, Drew has been bringing Misha to the store with him, and the dog - which appears to be growing noticeably on a daily basis - has a habit of getting underfoot. Today, Drew brought along a door frame gate and confined the dog to the store's bathroom, together with its water dish and chew toy.
No deal. The dog did not enjoy this, and let everyone know about it. To keep the dog quiet (and to find a relatively quiet place in which to work), I set up my computer on a small utility table next to the sink in the bathroom and "borrowed" the chair to the back room computer. Everything went well, except for those times when I had to leave the room to take care of something. At any rate, the job (aka, "the Toilet Edit") was completed and sent back in good time.
Once home, I napped for an hour and then I biked back to the store in time to arrive at 4 pm to let Drew go pick up Shannon and return to his domicile. The last two hours of the day were fairly quiet, and at my request Drew picked me up promptly at 6 pm to take me home (three bike trips were pretty much it for me, especially as I had almost 2,000 source words to translate once I got home). I'm going to walk to the store tomorrow, and I plan to work on the F-to-E job during the morning and early afternoon.
It's been another long day. I think it's time to start moving, ever so slowly, toward the bed.
Cheers...
