It is not upon me today.

It's cold. It's snowing. It's April. We must be in Colorado.

I think I'm finished with the massive re-writing and re-coding of Project #1. I had one question about it but I went ahead and did what I think should be done, rather than opening a whole can o'worms around it. (And it's a good thing I did. I found a numbering error that could have been embarrassing.)

Later today, I'll have Bernie proof it. (Whenver he comes out of his early-morning commuting stupor and opens his office door.) Then I can load the evaluation onto 50 electronic boxes and start packing them (and fifty bases and fifty cables and fifty power supplies and fifty locking cables) all up. With half a day to spare!

I have questions around Project #2, but it doesn't have to be finished until Friday, so I can e-mail those off to the client today.

Project #3 needs to be done tomorrow, but I only anticipate thirty minutes or so on that one. It's for a different client, not the conference one.

Project #4 is the one Bernie took on. (Dropping something off at the printer.) It's supposed to be done tomorrow.

I suppose, looking at that leisurely schedule, it seems that it was a waste of time for me to work five hours yesterday. I certainly had plenty of time to do that project today. Five home hours are much more productive than five office hours, though. (Anyhow. When I started, I didn't know it was only going to take five hours, did I? If I'd waited until today to do it and it had taken ten hours, I'd sure have been annoyed.)

DiamondGirl is out today. Jury duty.

I'm making massive numbers of copies of a document.

Mondays are not a thrill in my life.