I'm feeling more than a little beleaguered. It's as if the fates let me put everything on hold for November, and then dumped everything into December.
Housework, Christmas shopping, research for work, a meeting 280k away, car service, grocery shopping... the list goes on.
So far, I've managed to print out the first manuscript for editing but not had time to start the actual process.
Yeah, okay, I was stuffing around for the first week, reading books, catching up on movies and the weekend newspapers; you know, real life thingies.
But I'm hopefully for the weekend, I've just got to, well, wrap prezzos, do housework, do some research for the Museum, the NFL, college football...