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Julie Barrett
Friday, March 3, 2006
I am absolutely dead. It's been a long week and sleep has been elusive.
Spent yesterday afternoon down at the fabric wholesale places trying in vain to find enough of a particular color of twill to fill some cloak orders. The thing about those places is that the customers usually end up moving around bolts of fabric themselves. So not only am I tired, but my muscles ache from the experience.
I was up and ready early yesterday for an academic conference with Chris' counselor. He's a junior, so this is the opportunity to make sure he's on track for graduation. There were no surprises and the counselor had some good advice regarding college. It wasn't a wasted trip.
Today was writing and laundry, laundry and writing - and an early release from school. Spring Break is next week. Chris and I went grocery shopping and now I'm waiting for the last bit of laundry to finish in the dryer so I can go back out and take care of the registration for the truck. I found that when I was cleaning off the desk the other day. The fun just never ends.
I still have massive amounts of cleaning to do around the house, but at this point I don't have the energy to even think about it. Tonight we'll do a mini-buffet and eat in front of the television. We've got a lot of DVDs to catch up on, and maybe a weekend of doing nothing will be the prescription to get my life back on track. This year the post-DI hangover has lasted longer than usual. I also suspect that I've lost out on a project. I hate it when that happens. I shouldn't take that kind of thing personally, but I often do. I always wonder if I lost out because I wasn't good enough. Does "we decided to take it in-house instead" mean that they've hired another freelancer? Does just not hearing back mean that I didn't get the job or that they're just dragging their feet on a decision? There's only so many times I can touch base with a potential client without looking needy. Part of it is that the economy is looking up enough that people are starting to hire full-time employees again. There's always a rush job that can't be done in-house, so that's the kind of thing that gets tossed to me. Still, I don't deal with this kind of thing as well as I should.
But now it's the weekend and I plan to put all my self-doubts aside and drown in drink find something to do that doesn't involve sitting in front of the computer all day. See you next week.
Tags: Writing, Life