oh lordy. drama in the office.
senior staff is out the next 2 days. A couple of folks thought it would be fun to watch movies over lunch in the conf room these 2 days. Me? I knew that wouldn't fly when the CEO was here, so I stayed at my desk.
Well, as things go, a contract part-timer who is a friend of the CEO decided to email one of the managers about the movie watching.
I got another employee to go get them out, but it was already done. Now the movie watchers are all pissed off. Emails have come in from the managers (nothing bad really). And contract person is just clueless.
My personal deadline is June 1st, the editor's deadline is July 1st.
Oh, you're clever to have them separate.
I just want the time for a couple of beta reads, so I can tighten things up.
Me! Me! MeMEME!
Um, I mean, there's also the benefit of having some time between the actual writing and the last reading and polishing, right? Some distance from the words as well as the emotions, to look at them a bit more clearly, even with your own eyes?
Okay, I got clarification. "childless" was just a poor word choice. She's gushing about the book and promising to be first in line to buy it. I feel much better now. Man. POOR WORD CHOICE.
POOR WORD CHOICE.
See? You're a writer. You recognise that. She isn't and doesn't and so there nanny nanny boo boo.
Okay, off. I think I've sent all the e-mails and printed all the stuff required.
"childless" was just a poor word choice
Well, you're the writer.
[Edit: and now I'm x-posting in-spirit with ita. Who's next?]
Introducing the new member of my extended family, my sister's new puppy, Kasey. At 10 weeks, she's already pretty big, she may turn out to be massive.
Wow, big dog! Is she a golden lab mix?
Nope, she's a purebred Golden Retriever. My sister's other dog's father is from the same breeder and is also very big. (And wide, but that's a whole other thing.)
I remember when my brother's first Malamute was about that age--he was big, too (and had the cutest big paws to go with his size!!). I first saw the two he has now when they were about six-seven weeks old and still able to fit under the bottom shelf in the basement, where they loved to sleep. Big balls of fluff!
Of course, now, their "fluff" is shedding like mad and is coming off in clumps--Chase, especially, has the tendency to drop all of his undercoat at once. Dakota's comes off over the course of a month of so, so it isn't so messy to pet him.
