Yes! I am!

Thanks to the R.C., I have a two-week gig doing data entry. It's enough (with my last check from Buehler) to pay my January bills, so that's a relief.

Of course, working by the hour carries a different responsibility than being on salary. Basically, I feel that if I'm being paid by the hour, I should be working every hour that I'm there.

Doesn't leave time for my usual leisurely schedule of blogging a bit, reading some news, swilling endless cups of coffee, and wriggling my toes in the sunshine.

In fact, I'm having to take tomorrow off to get all of those "chores" done that I'd been putting off. Visit to the bank, the post office, renew license tags on car, drop Buehler's gift off at the office, stuff like that.

Typical of me, isn't it? I get a job, work 2-1/2 days, and take a day off. Heh.

So, no time to chat about Yami No Matsuei, which I'm watching for the fourth time in my (limited) time off.

Or Stargate: Atlantis, which I've reluctantly been sucked into. (I've seen S1 and parts of S2. I'm not happy about what they seem to have done to Ford, although I haven't seen the entire storyline. I want to lick Ronon from head to toe and back again, though.)

I haven't done a bit of drawing since class ended. I honestly intended to start scheduling my days to leave some time for a bit of practice every day but then last Thursday, the R.C. called and said their temp, who was scheduled to start, I believe, at 8:00 that morning had, instead, left a cowardly voicemail in the middle of the night saying she had decided, instead, to move to Tennessee.

Who moves to Tennessee on the spur of the moment? I see Tennessee as the kind of place people are dragged, kicking and screaming into.

Still. Her loss, my gain.

It's a gain for the R.C. and her co-workers as well because, without being incredibly arrogant, I feel confident in saying that I'm a much better employee than the Tennessee Woman was. I show up.

After tomorrow's trip to the post office (and a bit of surreptitious wrapping), I'll be ready for the holiday. Which is a relief. Us working gals don't have an unlimited amount of time to spend messing about, getting ready for the holidays. Heh.

It's nice to be earning money and the work isn't at all hard. If it only paid twice as much an hours, I'd be in clover. As it is, I'm...well, I'm at least in bluegrass. Which doesn't suck.

Anyhow. Blogging will be light, but I'll make a serious effort to show up again in a day or two. Maybe my visit to Buehler tomorrow will produce something interesting?

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P.S. L-i-K-S? My apologies, but your gift will be late. It finally arrived but I can't get it picked up from the post office, wrapped, and reshipped in time to get it to you before Christmas.