Monday,
March 31, 2003
Bye bye, March
Phoo, but it's been a busy day, after quite a busy weekend (as you know, Bob, most of Satuday was spent getting the sister-in-law off to the airport, and all of Sunday was spent writing up an interview with Elizabeth Moon). However, all the bills have been paid (and I actually have enough to live on for the next two weeks -- whee!), I got our Hugo noms in the mail this morning so that they'll be postmarked by the 31st, stopped off at Jiffy Lube for an oil change, finished two projects at work and am in the middle of handling a small writing contretemps that might turn out to have a silver lining. I didn't finish the story I wanted to submit to FutureClassics due to the interview, but it's within a hair's breadth of being submittable so I'll wait until the next meeting.
All in all, not bad for productivity. Go me!
Oh, and there was an unexpected bennie tonight -- after a two week absence due to sickness and guests, I finally got back out to dance class tonight, only to discover that they were having the Beginning Belly Dance graduation ceremony, which meant classes were canceled. Ta da!
So I got to go
home, read the latest Asimov's (with William Sanders' brilliant story "Dry
Bones" -- I heartily recommend this one), and snuggle with the Bodacious
Brit while we watched war news and debated Rumsfeld's need to micromanage things
and what his mother must have been like while he was growing up. Yes, we psychoanalyze
members of the administration -- we're like that, you know.