But there is too much to tell right now. I’ll be back on duty in 24 hours or so.
In the meantime, stay away from the news: there are all kinds of distressing things going on in the world.
Also, I have a slight migraine, so I’m going to take a little Fiorinal and then crash.
One more day at work: it was lovely, today. My boss and I were perfectly horrible to each other, knowing that we’d only have to put up with each other for a bit longer, and that the friendship has somehow survived the strain of our respective forces-of-personality during this spate of deadlines. (They may need me to fill in a bit over the next ten weeks, but it wouldn’t be on-site, or very intense: the person whose maternity leave I was covering is back, so I can’t imagine they’d need me to do more than look at a Word file here and there&mdahs;possibly a set of proofs—during their next business transitions.)
And in the meantime, I’ve got business lunches on Wednesday and Thursday. It’s sort of nice to be wanted.
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