Man! In the overworked and underpaid department, I seem to be having a fire sale. Don’t know when I’ve ever worked so hard and earned so little for so much effort.
I thought I’d finished reading stoont papers late last night, clearing the way to work on the Festival of Frugality today, which is absorbing time from the paid work I should be doing for a new client, whose opus I haven’t even had a chance to glance at since he sent it last Friday. Meanwhile, page proofs from a real paying client languish next to the bed, where I’ve been falling asleep over them every night for the past week, never getting far with that editing job.
But nay…I just realized about a half-hour ago that I missed not one, not two, not three, not four, but five flicking student papers! Read one of them, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to get through the rest by the time I have to leave for class tomorrow. It’s almost midnight, I’m stunned with exhaustion, and I’m about to go to bed. Four hours will probably not be enough time, with my son’s puppy bouncing around, to get through the four papers remaining for me to grade.
Most of today was occupied with choir, since we had Evensong tonight, where chant choir customarily sings. We had new material to learn so had to show up early, taking more time out of the day when I should have been reading copy. Then they wanted to do a potluck. Oh god. So I had to race to a store to buy a deli salad, since I had no time to make a salad. That took still more time out of the day, to say nothing of a nice chunk out of the grocery budget.
Yesterday I took the dog to the vet’s trainer, where I got much better advice than M’hijito and I received from the crackpot we hired a couple of weeks ago, speaking of nice chunks out of the budget. This occupied another two hours (and more, some of it spent dodging around a major wreck on the way down there).
And yesterday morning I had the temerity to plant some new seeds in a couple of pots (this entailed hauling the pots around). And I had to backwash the damn pool twice yesterday–it still needs to be tested and cleaned, neither of which will happen soon. Repotted a moribund houseplant (that seems to have revived it) and moved it outside and planted two Trader Joe orchids in a single big pot and hauled that indoors. Did the laundry, washed the sheets…and had no time to clean house.
Got a flu shot on Friday that made me sick. As it develops, they’ve decided old bats should have a double-dose of the gunk, and that is not very good for you. The headache started before I reached the front of the store (got this at the Safeway pharmacy), and things went downhill from there. I’ve been miserable all weekend.
Mercifully, Tina picked up a substantial part of the work on the Festival of Frugality, which will go live here on Tuesday. I’ll still have to collate her work with mine and hope it makes sense. More time to be spent, very soon.
Created a poster for the Copyeditor’s Desk contribution to the choir’s annual gala silent auction. We’re donating 8 hours of our time, plus offering another 32 hours at 50% off. Printed 30 business cards, tracked down an acrylic display holder and a matching acrylic card holder; shlepped this to choir. I hope the cards stay with the display, but don’t hold out much hope. At any rate, the several ideas are a) I have no money or objects to donate to this event; b) I can only donate time, and so here it is; and c) maybe, just maybe somebody actually will buy 9 to 40 hours of our time, and if so, even at half-price we sure could use the money for some of them. Plus it may be a way to build a relationship with a new client. And further, if the business cards don’t go astray, maybe some other potential clients will pick them up.
12:00 a.m. I have gotta go to bed!