Is it really Friday?

Well, I've got about 1,000 words left of the 5,000 due Sunday. I had wanted to get them all done today, but I arranged with Feht to drop by early this evening (and I can use the distraction, believe me), so I'm going to take a short nap, get cleaned up and then take off, after first stopping by the shopping center.

I've been getting periodic updates throughout the day concerning a potential overseas job at the end of the month. Details still seem fluid, but one can hope.

The pillow awaits.

Cheers...

Where's Galina?

Galina called me at Feht's about two hours ago. Apparently, she had gotten as far as Clines Corners, New Mexico, which put her about 40 minutes away from Santa Fe and about 4 hours from Pagosa. The connection was bad, and I think her cell battery was dying, but I hadn't expected her so soon.

I've been trying to get through to her for the past hour or so, intermittently, to let her know that it was really important for her to rent a room in Santa Fe, as it's started to flurry here in Pagosa. I've also sent an SMS.

I hope she got the message.

Cheers...