Well. . .

[rolanni]

. . .I started the laundry, and made a dent in the SRM bookkeeping. Sigh. The day-job imposes curious tolls in unlooked for places. I wonder if, taken all together, they add up to being worth having health insurance. Especially in light of the apparent belief on the part of HR that this year, the institution lost a little ground with the insurer, and next year they expect to have no negotiating position available, so the higher costs will be passed on the the employees.

Funny how everybody allows as how the insurance companies are out of control, and nobody expects them to get pulled over anytime soon.

Anyhow, another good swack at the bookkeeping tomorrow oughta settle its hash. Whereupon I can file all these pieces of paper and! Be ready to start writing on -- heck, maybe I'll take Thanksgiving Day entirely off -- Black Friday. That'll be fun.

The laundry, of course, is a never-ending story all its own.

For now, I need to get off this infernal machine, clean the cat boxes (hey! I forgot to put that on the to-do list!), and have a nice plate of spaghetti.

Hope everybody's having a productive and/or restful weekend, as suits you best.

Comments

[gilraen2.livejournal.com]

If it were up to me, and I were as wealthy as I would like to be, you and Steve would have (in addition to excellent health insurance) a housekeeper and cat groomer to handle your domestic comfort and an invisibly competent accountant/bookkeeper/computertech to handle your other issues - leaving you all day every day to plan and write magnificent fiction without worrying about silly things like laundry, publishing, or the day job. I believe the princes of the Italian Renaissance used this system and called it patronage. Would you mind being patronized (were I ever to win the lottery)?