Hitting the ground at a gallop...

Luke 15:6. Both "sheep." 'nuf said.

The major item on the plate is 13,271 words due Friday morning (this includes around 2,000 words in pre-translated segments, which I look at as "vig" for getting the job). That means I need to do about 3320 words a day for today and the following three days. Possible impacts to my vision: tomorrow's sim, where I'll be working in simultaneous mode, so I may be a mite, um, tired by the time I get home.

I'm 2/3 of the way through today's bag, but I need to go look at expenses and go talk to our tax guy.

Then there is another installment of the tale of The House That Will Not Close (Chapter LXXXVIII, Yet Another Contract).

Cheers...

Winding down...

I got pretty much everything done that I had planned, except for the visit to... whomever... to sign yet another version of the contract to sell our one-story house in Seabrook. I'm sure that'll happen either tomorrow, after my sim, or on Wednesday morning.

Galina is wanting to go to Pagosa, and is wanting to take me with her, which I can do, I suppose, once I finish meeting with the London client next week.

I'm just 4% ahead of where I need to be to finish the document that's on my plate, which is better than being 4% behind, I suppose, but there you have it. So far, I haven't run into too many pre-translated segments (but of the ones I have encountered, do their contents amount to about 500 words? Hmmm...)

Dinner was rice (cooked with vegetable bouillon) and fried shrimp. Yum. We all ate on the patio, despite the occasional mosquito (I can still dimly hear Sgt. Bazzle's reminder not to swat at them while standing in formation, because "little critters gotta eat, too!"). I also made another loaf of bread, which is currently cooling.

Afterward, I fished out a DVD of Natalie's, titled The Ballad of Bering Strait, which chronicled the early years of a bluegrass-and-country group's odyssey from Obninsk, Russia, to Nashville. I can't say that I was completely engaged by the story, but I did watch it all the way through. (A look at the iTunes store shows that they've cut at least three albums, so apparently, they've survived significantly past the end of the film.) Good on them!

It's getting late, and I need to be up fairly early, if for no other reason than to be first at the bread in the morning (!), but there is also the sim to worry about, which lasts until 4 pm. So why am I still sitting here, typing?

Cheers...