For the past month, I have had this cloud of Work That Will Not End hovering above me. As a freelancer, I am not allowed to complain about excessive work, since that could result in some sort of bad assignment karma, but I have, shall we say, wallowed a bit in feeling as if I had suddenly been transported back to grad school and had my thesis due plus two final exams all on the same day. Particularly if a typical consequence of not doing well in grad school would have been the inability to pay the mortgage.
But now, as of 11:30, I have turned in the beginnings of my last big ongoing project and am awaiting feedback before I get going on the rest. It's not as if I'm totally done, mind, but I am done enough to breathe again.
You should feel lucky, Internet. I only spent two hours in time-wasting splendor before I felt guilty about my abandoned blog.
The rest of today is dedicated to making lemonade from lemons, with unsatisfactory pears standing in for lemons and yummy fall desserts taking the place of lemonade. (Was that too complicated? Suffice it to say that we bought a giant bag of pears at Costco, found that they were not good for general fruit eating, and decided to bake them into things rather than waste them entirely.) I can smell the pear-pecan bread baking right now.
Also, it is unusually gorgeous outside, especially given that it is Halloween, and Halloween in Montana almost always means crappy weather. If this continues, Connery may get to go trick-or-treating as a pirate of the high seas rather than a pirate of the Arctic Sea.