Nothing to do but work...

Galina apparently felt bad during the night and this morning, and is in bed. Nothing is happening to push our prospective move forward at the moment, so I am retreating into my shell and working. The way we've scheduled the three documents currently on the plate, the first is due next Wednesday, and the other two are due on the Monday after Thanksgiving.

Have I mentioned that translation is not only a secure way to make a living, but affords the translator loads of free time, not to mention the glamor involved?

Cheers...

Coming close to the end of the day...

Up though about 4 pm, I had only progressed a little more than 1200 words of the 4300 I had hoped to complete by the time I went to sleep.

I currently have just over 800 words left (along with the obligatory check and - in the case of these documents - a struggle to deal with completely useless but in-your-face header/footers), which I bet I can do en route to New York, or tomorrow morning, or after we arrive.

The point is, I'm basically in good shape.

As I've mentioned several times before, whenever I get down below 1000 words in an assignment, a short clip from George Carlin's album Class Clown - where he muses about the mortal sin of eating meat on Friday given that the Church had, not long before, downgraded the offense - goes off in my head, in Carlin's slightly stoned voice, saying "Hey, I can do an eon standing on my head!"

It's, like, glide path city. Dig it?

Galina felt puny for much of the day, and so did I (though not as thoroughly). However, she did arrange for a couple of guys to work tomorrow and pack the truck. I ought to be able to supervise while I empty out the last of the last. We may actually leave tomorrow night, so as to get a couple of hundred miles under our tires for the weekend.

As it turns out, I am very nearly on for a couple of short interpretation assignments in Manhattan next week. Aside from actually showing up, the only other factor would appear to be a phone interview tomorrow, which should not be a problem.

However, there ain't none of that gonna happen if I don't get a good night's rest, so I am off to pursue sweet dreams.

Cheers...