InsaneJournal

Current mood:

aggravated

Day Three
It’s not yet 10:00 p.m. Mountain Standard Time so this counts as Day Three.

I need one full-time job that pays well rather than a bazillion part-time ones that pay crappy. I got the Christmas cards up at the grocery store but have to go into Wally World before Friday to get them up there. Oh. joy.

I am trying to write a grant for my primary part-time job. I complained that I had no firm numbers and was told to make up something reasonable. Everybody else does. Which is true. So I get to guess how much it will cost to replace the roof on a 40 x 145 foot 1923 railroad depot with a steeply pitched hip roof and rotten soffits. No problem.

Not much progress on my real world writing for the same aforementioned job, mostly due to total lack of enthusiasm. I decided to go with Quark and save as a pdf so I don’t have learn a new layout program in a day.

On the fan front. . .zip. Nada. Didn’t even watch the new version of “V.” The DVR was set to record NCIS and I was too tired to change it.

Tomorrow will be equally thrilling. I get to attend an Economic Development Visioning Meeting. Kill me now.

I think I will think Snapish thoughts, rather than Econ Developmental thoughts, and smile evilly to myself.