This is the way life gets back to normal. Oz goes back to the office to work a half day. A client calls me with a little rush job that turns out to be twice as long as she thinks it is. Nothing on my to-do list gets done because I need to meet that deadline. Nothing breaks, although I manage to scuff a tire on the curb because my parallel parking skills have improved enough that I'm getting a little too close. I fax an invoice query to a client who needs to pay me. I make plans for tomorrow: grocery store, library, clean something. If I have enough to do, then a translation job will come through.
119 words | July 20, 2005 09:20 PM | Real true story