Home stretch for this lap...
Mar. 24th, 2007 02:52 pmMy cell phone went off at 7:00 am, the way it was supposed to, but I went back to sleep for a little while longer this morning, after having had a bit of trouble falling asleep. I finally dragged my carcass from the sack at around 7:30 and made some coffee for Galina and me.
Galina had engaged Carlos, the fellow who did the repair at our property in Seabrook, to come do some tile work here in Webster. I could have sworn he said he'd be here today to do the work, but it's... the middle of the afternoon, and he's not here yet. I had intended to clear away the junk in his proposed work area last night, but one thing led to another, and I never got to it, so I did it this morning.
In preparing to leave for Colorado, Galina kept me hopping, so that by around 11 am, I had only translated about 400 words of today's scheduled slug of 4,000 source words. Fortunately, I've now run into a series of tables that have quite a bit of "close" repetition in them, i.e., bits that are very similar but still require my attention to nail down details. As a result, I am now in a position where I have about 400 words left for the day.
It's curious how, having relatively recently adopted a mindset in which 1000 words was a doable amount under almost any circumstances (in the sense that, when I have less than 1000 words left to translate, my spirits lift and I no longer quite have that feeling of having a load left to push), I now divide whatever quota I've assigned myself for a day into 1,000-word chunks, each of which is thus dispatched in a superior frame of mind.
Galina's been gone for a couple of hours, now. Feht called to chat, and to tell me (among other things) that he had acquired a new dog that sings along with Bach, sleeps to violin music, and turns his back on Wagner. He also added that he really didn't enjoy 300 and that lately, he has despaired of ever again finding any watchable films.
I should probably give Natalie a call shortly to find out what her plans are for the weekend. If she doesn't feel like coming over tonight, it might be a good opportunity to get a leg up on tomorrow's final push with this 12,000-word document.
Cheers...
Galina had engaged Carlos, the fellow who did the repair at our property in Seabrook, to come do some tile work here in Webster. I could have sworn he said he'd be here today to do the work, but it's... the middle of the afternoon, and he's not here yet. I had intended to clear away the junk in his proposed work area last night, but one thing led to another, and I never got to it, so I did it this morning.
In preparing to leave for Colorado, Galina kept me hopping, so that by around 11 am, I had only translated about 400 words of today's scheduled slug of 4,000 source words. Fortunately, I've now run into a series of tables that have quite a bit of "close" repetition in them, i.e., bits that are very similar but still require my attention to nail down details. As a result, I am now in a position where I have about 400 words left for the day.
It's curious how, having relatively recently adopted a mindset in which 1000 words was a doable amount under almost any circumstances (in the sense that, when I have less than 1000 words left to translate, my spirits lift and I no longer quite have that feeling of having a load left to push), I now divide whatever quota I've assigned myself for a day into 1,000-word chunks, each of which is thus dispatched in a superior frame of mind.
Galina's been gone for a couple of hours, now. Feht called to chat, and to tell me (among other things) that he had acquired a new dog that sings along with Bach, sleeps to violin music, and turns his back on Wagner. He also added that he really didn't enjoy 300 and that lately, he has despaired of ever again finding any watchable films.
I should probably give Natalie a call shortly to find out what her plans are for the weekend. If she doesn't feel like coming over tonight, it might be a good opportunity to get a leg up on tomorrow's final push with this 12,000-word document.
Cheers...