Okay, I don't know why I even bothered getting out of bed today. But I did. My doorbell rang and, because I was expecting some work to arrive via DHL and/or Fedex, I sprang up out of a deep sleep and ran to the door. The sleepiness part comes in when I tell you that I had to go downstairs (because my intercom doesn't work, natch) and discovered a Fedex envelope laying in-between the two doors--and I went to get it. In my nightgown and robe.
But no keys.
If my upstairs neighbor, a medical student, hadn't come home early, I'd still be out there, because no one else was home in the building (there's only six apartments).
And it's gone sort of downhill from there. I say "sorta" because, really, I can't complain when work comes in. But why does it have to be all at once? I already *had* work here, don't my clients know that? But no, they won't space it all out so I can do it all myself, I have to bring in 5 or 6 or 7 other people to help me. And I'm still not sure it'll all get done in time.
But it will. I hope.
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