New work records
Mar. 4th, 2006 12:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lordshipmayhemThe past 7 days, I clocked 72 hours. That also means that in the past two weeks, I've had precisely one day (a Saturday, if memory serves) where I didn't go into work: and that was a Gathering.
I'm beyond zoned, but the end IS in sight. The statements should be off to the auditor after this weekend's work.
And yes, I'm being paid - and paid well - by the hour.
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Today is the second anniversary (OK, yesterday, I note it's after midnight) of my mother's passing. Dad still hasn't completely gotten over it, but he's functioning. I'm as over it as I'm likely to get: I miss her, but I realized long ago she's at peace now.
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Wilf is still much a basket case over losing his beloved feline, Elsa, but a good part of that is the realization that his last living link to his parents has gone. I never met his dad, and I don't think Mike and Marion did either, and none of us are part of his household. He's feeling adrift.
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Thursday, the two head honchos go out to a dinner with members of the investment analyst community. Normally Jason's in at 6:00, and the #2 man Paul is in before 8:00. Paul arrives, hung over as anything, at 9:30. Jason, looking distinctly casual (he usually wears fancy shirts, suits and ties - today, a collarless shirt and uncombed hair) arrives at about 1:30. We ribbed both of them unmercifully. We ordered Chinese food for lunch, and Paul graciously suggests the best entree for him: water, cold and filtered. ^_^
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Good night folks. Tomorrow comes early - and so does Sumomo's monthly nail trim.
I'm beyond zoned, but the end IS in sight. The statements should be off to the auditor after this weekend's work.
And yes, I'm being paid - and paid well - by the hour.
***
Today is the second anniversary (OK, yesterday, I note it's after midnight) of my mother's passing. Dad still hasn't completely gotten over it, but he's functioning. I'm as over it as I'm likely to get: I miss her, but I realized long ago she's at peace now.
***
Wilf is still much a basket case over losing his beloved feline, Elsa, but a good part of that is the realization that his last living link to his parents has gone. I never met his dad, and I don't think Mike and Marion did either, and none of us are part of his household. He's feeling adrift.
***
Thursday, the two head honchos go out to a dinner with members of the investment analyst community. Normally Jason's in at 6:00, and the #2 man Paul is in before 8:00. Paul arrives, hung over as anything, at 9:30. Jason, looking distinctly casual (he usually wears fancy shirts, suits and ties - today, a collarless shirt and uncombed hair) arrives at about 1:30. We ribbed both of them unmercifully. We ordered Chinese food for lunch, and Paul graciously suggests the best entree for him: water, cold and filtered. ^_^
***
Good night folks. Tomorrow comes early - and so does Sumomo's monthly nail trim.
