In Which Rolanni Begins Her Quest to Find The Office Floor

[rolanni]

Also? The work table appears to have disappeared. It must be in this office somewhere. Perhaps under that big stack of paper, books, and, oh-oh -- bills?

*Sigh*

Yesterday, I did the interview with the woman who does historical clothing and Civil War re-enactment. Very knowledgeable person. Really, it was a pleasure to listen to her. I wished I could have spent more time with her -- and time at the Fair, too, but since I'd talked myself through the gate uncharged on the basis of doing an interview for the local paper, I felt obligated to do the interview and vamoose. Note to self: Hit Mine Editor up for a press card.

Anyhow, I wrote the article last night, proofed and sent it in this morning. Which means I'm free!. Free to make a pre-order database for Allies and enter in the amazing number of pre-orders received thus far, catch up SRM's bookkeeping, excavate the table -- and I guess I really ought to get with those bills. And the filing. Can't forget the filing. At least, not for long; another few archaeological layers and it'll achieve sentience.

It's gray, drippy and cool in Central Maine. The Old Timers say that an early autumn means an early snow. I guess we'll see about that...

Comments

[noiseinmyhead.livejournal.com]

I wished I could have spent more time with her -- and time at the Fair, too, but since I'd talked myself through the gate uncharged on the basis of doing an interview for the local paper, I felt obligated to do the interview and vamoose.

Most Fairs I can think off wouldn't begrudge you any extra time you could spend... after all it might mean more publicity!