New desk day, theoretically. I had furniture ordered a couple of months ago to turn my orientation from having-my-back-to-the-busy-hallway into facing-people-coming-at-me. Of course they waited till the freakin first week of classes to deliver it. Or DID they? They said they'd be here Tuesday. I killed myself getting ready on Monday - packed my desk. No desk Tuesday. Spent Wednesday rooting around in boxes for stuff. Our budget coordinator called the CEO yesterday and I'm supposed to get furniture today.
Hmph.
We're supposed to go to a baseball game tonight. Spiderman will be there, AND fireworks. I wonder if I can get my eyes dilated first. Did that once, and it's a MAJOR enhancement to fireworks, let me tell you. *g*
Only a little bit of work done yesterday on the book, and Kate sent me her chapter four. I'm going to print it and maybe read it while I'm getting my new desk later today.
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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Bummer about the desk -- fingers crossed it does get there today. So irritating to be living out of boxes -- or worse, working out of boxes.
"One Breath from Death"?
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