In other news, the client who has decided they don't need our services any more needs them badly enough this week to have dragged Buehler and me out of bed for a 7 a.m. conference call today. During which he annoyed me, but not tremendously. (And I did have the opportunity, at one moment, to explain to him that something hadn't gotten done in the last two months because he told us not to do anything and that was very satisfying.)

I haven't heard back from Coco yet. I don't know if that means the news is good, bad, or delayed. I'm going to give her a few more days. Don't want to look over-eager...or desperate. Don’t want to jinx it.

The R.C. and I have, I think, finally accepted the fact that we're going to have to move to a place with more space. Since I might be working from home, instead of commuting downtown, that opens up a lot of areas to us we might not have been able to consider before. We're looking out in the southern area. There are a lot of newer and very nice places in the area. Sadly, the first one we saw that we liked didn't offer three-bedroom apartments. It was a great location, but we really need the third bedroom, so we can dispense with the $50/month storage unit, which will help make up for the difference in rent. (And for me to use part of it for an "office" space.) (And so we can use part of it for a "library.") (In my imagination, this third bedroom is the size of Carnegie Hall.)

She refused to even consider the completely fantastic place I loved most, just because the rent is double what it is in our current place. Snif. (Okay, I didn't see it, but I saw a floorplan on-line and I loved that.)

There's another one that I like the sound of (we haven't seen it yet) that does offer three-bedrooms and is only a couple of hundred more than we're paying for two, but for some reason the R.C. seems to have taken against it, sight unseen. (Or, I was having a little psychotic episode myself at that moment and now I'm projecting, in retrospect?)

Anyhow, time will tell. Our lease isn't up until April (I think), so we have time to look around.

After this morning's meeting, I dressed for work in a hurry, dragging on a pair of jeans and a shirt that I now realize should never have been paired. (And I saw the BEHM today, for the first time in a week, too!) Also, jeans are too hot.

Chatty today, aren't? That's probably because I've already had at least twice my usual allotment of caffeine and I'm sucking down still more.

I forgot to pack a lunch, so it must have been destiny that a friend just called to ask if I want to have lunch today.

(Do I feel chatty today because I can't get into my blog-site to upload new posts, or am I locked out of uploading new posts because I feel chatty and my posting karma is bad? Sometimes it's difficult to know just how personally to take the universe's little tricks.)