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Wednesday, already...
Oct. 11th, 2006 08:20 pmIt's hard to believe, but it's the middle of the week.
I got to work this morning at about 5:40 am and was greeted with an email sent by Drew about 6 hours previously, announcing the birth, on October 10, 2006, of a certain young man named Matthew, who is Huntür's new brother. I just managed to print out a copy before work called be downstairs into Hall 101 to support unpacking of the spacecraft container, which had spent a restful night acclimatizing to the environment there.
There was a fair amount of interpretation to do, and just about all of it was French and Russian. I even got caught up in a conversation between a photographer hired to document the satellite's emergence from the container and the head of the security detail on the French side. Three hours later, I was relieved by Rafael, who is another of the interpreters supporting this campaign, and went back upstairs.
Galina tells me that we have an offer on one of the Houston houses, though not at the asking price. (I don't see where this is surprising, I don't think we've ever offered the asking price when buying a house.) I have no objections to selling at that price, and told her so in a recent phone call.
I'm assigned to the afternoon shift tomorrow, but I better get some laundry done tonight. I will exercise tomorrow morning!
Cheers...
I got to work this morning at about 5:40 am and was greeted with an email sent by Drew about 6 hours previously, announcing the birth, on October 10, 2006, of a certain young man named Matthew, who is Huntür's new brother. I just managed to print out a copy before work called be downstairs into Hall 101 to support unpacking of the spacecraft container, which had spent a restful night acclimatizing to the environment there.
There was a fair amount of interpretation to do, and just about all of it was French and Russian. I even got caught up in a conversation between a photographer hired to document the satellite's emergence from the container and the head of the security detail on the French side. Three hours later, I was relieved by Rafael, who is another of the interpreters supporting this campaign, and went back upstairs.
Galina tells me that we have an offer on one of the Houston houses, though not at the asking price. (I don't see where this is surprising, I don't think we've ever offered the asking price when buying a house.) I have no objections to selling at that price, and told her so in a recent phone call.
I'm assigned to the afternoon shift tomorrow, but I better get some laundry done tonight. I will exercise tomorrow morning!
Cheers...
