Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Cloudy and cool

Worked steadily all day and still couldn’t get it all done. That, and a series of setbacks which normally wouldn’t have been a big deal, but together were very discouraging, just shattered the morale. But it goes like that sometimes. We all have days were we feel like talentless failures, and yesterday was mine. You get through it, see what you can do better and differently moving forward, and then move forward. Staying mired in misery doesn’t solve anything. I allowed myself a fifteen minute pity party, and then it was time to get back to work.

The weather didn’t help, either. The downpours over the past days have pretty much guaranteed whatever’s trying to grow in the garden is rotting.

On the bright side, I baked two batches of banana-walnut-chocolate chunk cookies. And, I got to go to my colleague’s art opening in Hyannis. It was packed, people were having a great time, several of the studios were open, and it was a lovely night, in spite of the weather. It’s a good launch for him, and I’m pleased.

I’ve packed projects and most of my suitcase. I’m hoping we have yoga on the beach this morning, even with the wet and the chill — it’ll be my last chance to go for several weeks (adds to my general discouragement).

Have some last minute grocery shopping to do when I get back, a polish on a couple of articles that need to get out the door, and then I’m headed to the Marine Life Center to work on the Mermaid Ball and take some photos for my article. Then, I’ll be working tonight until it’s all done, and headed to a job tomorrow morning.

Devon

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Monday, August 15, 2011

Monday, August 15, 2011
Waning Moon
Neptune Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Rainy and cool

Friday was great. My friend came by about 11, and I got to show off the house, the yard, and the cats. Tessa was very friendly. We hung out and drank coffee on the deck, then headed into Hyannis. We had lunch at the Black Cat, down by the water. The food was good, the service was good, the valet for the car was cute! We walked up to the Gruyer Art Barn, to visit another Broadway colleague, who’s an artist in residence there, and has a show opening on Monday. It was fun — we’re used to being together in a completely different situation in New York, and here we are, on the Cape, doing our own things, and yet finding each other again.

Busy weekend. On the road by 6:30 in the morning on Saturday, headed to CT. Light traffic going south; heavy traffic going north. I made the drive in THREE AND A HALF HOURS, which I’ve never done before (it’s usually 4 1/2). I was just singing along to the radio and working out plot points.

Client from Hell called while I was on the road. I don’t talk and drive (since it’s illegal as well as stupid), so I let it go into voice mail. There was a request to return the call before Monday, she had some questions. I called back before noon, went into voice mail. Left a message. Nothing all weekend. Here we go again — we’ve had this conversation. Client: “You have to keep trying until you reach me.” Me: “No, I don’t. I return the call. It’s your responsibility to check your messages.” I can’t wait to wrap up this assignment and be done.

Went to Costco, did some work roughing out the article due this week, read a bit. Was absolutely exhausted, physically and mentally. Went to bed early.

Was awakened way too early Sunday morning because one of the CO detectors needed a new battery and did the little battery-change-chirp. I don’t know where they keep batteries, so I took the batteries out and left a note.

It was pounding down with torrential rain. I got about five hours of writing time in, which was good, typing up some stuff I’d been working on in longhand and moving forward. I can print it all out today, which will be good, but I can’t work on this particular project again until the end of the week, because I have two articles due before I start the site job.

Finally, about 3 PM, we decided to make a break for it, in a window of slightly lessened downpour. In spite of heavy traffic and awful weather, we made good time driving back to the Cape. We stopped at the Beehive Tavern for dinner — fabulous. Got home a little after 8. The cats were happy to see us and hadn’t killed each other, so I think, when we’re not around, they just ignore each other. We unpacked and got re-settled. Ran the kitten, so she could work off some energy and we could get some sleep.

To bed early, up early. No yoga on the beach this morning, due to rain. I have two articles to work on today, stuff to do for the Mermaid Ball, get some grocery shopping done for the site job, get to the library for some books I need to take with me, pack, and then, tonight, I’m going to the reception for my colleague’s art opening.

So I better get going!

Devon


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Friday, August 12, 2011

Friday, August 12, 2011
Day before full moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Sunny and cool

Yoga on the beach was fabulous yesterday. I didn’t want class to end! On top of it, I managed a full camel for the first time! Woo-hoo! Very exciting.

Nice drive back, got out the mower, and did the front and “no man’s land” between my house and one of my neighbors’ — it’s a weird little patch of land. No man’s land was looking like a vacant lot, but the lawn directly in front of the house didn’t really need cutting, although it looks a bit neater. Everything’s watered, I did some deadheading, I have to cut back the faded flowered stalks on the hostas. Both neighbors were puttering on their lawns and they were happy to see me on mine!

Got a bunch of work done, although it never feels like enough. Did three loads of laundry, so I have plenty of clothes and clean “delicates” for the upcoming job. Played with the cats. I’m trying to pet Iris and Violet a lot when they’re near Tessa. If they don’t hiss, I tell them how good they are. If they do, I stop petting them and walk away. I’m trying to get them to associate seeing Tessa and being around Tessa with getting petted. And, since Violet won’t let Tessa sit on my lap when I work (because that is Violet’s domain), Tessa sits UNDER the desk, in a box. Iris is getting a little aggressive towards Tessa, and she had enough this morning and smacked her right back down!

I’ve been saving this freelancing anecdote until Lori got back. I came across a listing for a Big Company, who has a pretty decent reputation. Normally, I wouldn’t go for that type of job, but it was a short-term, write-for-a-marketing campaign. It was on Craigslist, which seemed weird to me, considering the company, and I had some questions about the wording of the assignment and the pay. So I hopped onto the Big Company’s website. I didn’t see the job listed on their opportunities page, so I emailed the HR Director asking about it.

She emailed me back almost immediately — BC has no such job open. In fact, they just hired someone for a new marketing campaign, and she didn’t authorize any ad on Craigslist. She asked me for the link to the ad; I sent it to her. She was not amused.

She sent a fake packet to the address on the ad. Turns out the guy she hired to do this marketing campaign was subcontracting it, without permission, for 1/3 of what she was paying him. She confronted him, saying HE had been hired, on the strength of his portfolio, and this was a short-term assignment with no reason for subcontracting; besides, any subcontracting has to go through an approval process per company policy, complete with non-disclosure agreements, detailed in the employee handbook and they had discussed it in the interviews. Whatever he said to her didn’t cut it with her, and he was fired and escorted off the premises immediately. She suspects now that nothing in his portfolio is his actual work.

No, she didn’t hire me! The job really takes more time than I can give it in the coming months, and I’m simply not up for 90 hour work weeks right now. But she thanked me for bringing this to her attention. She’s going to the candidate that almost got the job originally, on the basis of the portfolio, but who didn’t come across as well in person. But at least she’s relatively sure the work in the portfolio is his own. And next time she’s on a business trip out this way, we are going to meet in person!

Subcontracting is an ongoing conversation among freelancers. I am opposed to it — if someone hires me, they are hiring ME — my unique voice. If the work is too much, I might ask to bring in another writer or writers, but I think it’s sleazy and dishonest to subcontract without being upfront with the employer that that’s what you’re doing, and the above anecdote, I feel, supports this position. On the flip side, if I employ a writer, I employed that particular voice, not a person who’s going to pass it off to someone I’ve never met and haven’t approved. If I’d wanted a different person, I would have hired that person. Plenty of other freelancers don’t see anything wrong with anonymous subcontracting. Collecting money, or the difference in money for work I was hired to do but passed off to someone else is, to me, dishonest. It’s one thing if I’m hired to head or manage a writing team, and I get to hire the team; it’s another to present someone else’s work as mine. I don’t need or want to be a middle man. Ultimately, I think, it’s the client’s policy — if the client doesn’t care, it doesn’t really matter (except, to me, on a personal level). But, as in the example above, when there’s a policy in place and the employee ignores it — there’s a problem.

Another job that tempted me is something I could definitely do — course development for a motivational speaker. However, the time frame is too tight in my fall schedule. If I had nothing else going (it would take about 60 hours per week for 6 weeks), I’d do it. The money is fantastic, and the person is definitely paying with an eye to both volume and time crunch. However, the client is also saying he’s providing 2/3 of the material. For those of us who regularly deal with client-speak, that means about 1/10th. Even though the money is high enough to cover the additional work, the time frame is so tight, I can’t responsibly pitch for the job and meet my other responsibilities. Oh, well, it happens.

One of my interviewees already turned around the article questions. Yay! And she enjoyed them, which is also great.

I’ve got to get out some deadlined stuff this morning and run a couple of errands. A friend from NY is in town –she’s going to come see the house, we’re going to lunch, and then off to see another NY artist friend in town for the summer. I cut back the faded stalks on the hostas this morning. All good. I really love sitting on the deck with my morning coffee and evening glass of wine.

Back to the page, and then for some fun.

Devon


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Thursday, August 11, 2011

Thursday, August 11, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Cloudy and cool

Quick check-in before I head off to yoga. Spent the day working yesterday. Got the interview questions out for the NMLC article. Paced and muttered a lot as I worked on the article, and on other stuff for the ball. Spent too much time on Twitter, but some of it was legitimate promotion!

Did some tidying up, because a friend from NY will be here tomorrow. Not ready for ARCHITECTURAL DIGEST, but oh well.

My new yoga blanket and foam roller arrived, so I could roll out my hip and the tension in my neck, to help ease the migraine. Now on Day #3. It’s a little better, but it still sucks. I was doing better on migraines there for awhile. I have a feeling this is client-triggered.

Kitties are working things out. Tessa is jumping on the others now, wanting to play, and they don’t like it very much. I’m trying to pet them when they’re all together so they associate Tessa with positive attention. I didn’t play with her enough yesterday, so she was quite the little monkey!

Imp Dog came dancing down the street yesterday morning, and the Big Black Maine Coon from across the street shot forward like a furry black cannonball, chased off Imp Dog, and then sauntered down the lawn, tail held high, to the rosebush.

Of course, yesterday, I get an email from the person who was supposed to get back to me on Saturday, saying they couldn’t find the blog post and could I send it again. What part of I am not available this month is not clear? I should have just ignored it and let it go — I sent it in TWO WEEKS ahead of time and it was acknowledged. If this was the first time it happened, I could let it go, things happen, but it’s EVERY time. I re-sent it, but who knows when the hell it will go up? Or if they’ll reschedule and then, two minutes before it’s supposed to go live, they’ve “lost it” again? I can’t sit by the computer every time something’s supposed to go up, waiting for them not to have something that was sent and acknowledged. It’s too frustrating, and blogging for them needs to go off my roster.

Speaking of blogging, though, I’m over on The Writers Vineyard, with my monthly post, this time about People and their work. Drop a comment, let me know you came by!

Off to yoga, and then back to the page for the day. I may have to run to the Marine Life Center to take some photographs from the article, but haven’t heard back, and I’m not going unless I know they’ll be there.

Can’t wait for this Mercury Retrograde to be DONE. It’s a rough one.

Devon

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Tuesday, August 10, 2011


Iris meditates

Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Sunny and humid

Yoga helped the migraine yesterday morning, but didn’t completely cure it. I ended up taking Excedrin throughout the day so I could keep going, which meant, by the time I got home at night, I had an awful rebound headache. My head is still sore today, but better.

I landed a gig writing an article for a local publication on the Marine Life Center — which is great, but they need it by next week. So I need to dig down and be productive. Which is a good thing! And I need to take some photos, too, for it, so we’re setting all of this up.

Got home from yoga yesterday morning, dealt with the contractual stuff for the article and told the people at NMLC about it (they knew I was pitching it), and then headed over to set up for the gala. We worked in the afternoon, setting up tables, displaying items, etc. I managed to get home for a break, had dinner, changed into nicer clothes, and headed back..

Gala itself was fine. It’s very low-key, no admission charge or fancy cocktails or meals or anything. People come in, look at the stuff, bid, throw some money into the coffers. It’s nice stuff, all home and garden, but not overly expensive, so there’s a wider range of audience than can afford to go to a lot of other events, especially since there’s no admission price. It went well, people had fun, things sold well, and we were done by 9 PM.

The woman who’d been so nasty at the concert was there. She’d been told to apologize to me, but she didn’t even speak to me. Just spent the evening on the opposite side of the room, glaring at me and gossiping. Didn’t help set up; didn’t help clean up; did nothing but glare at me all night. Really? Are we five? I’d been willing to cut her slack for having a bad day or whatever, because we all do. But she made it clear last night that she’s not in the least bit sorry for her behavior, and that it will continue. Turns out, she’s been pulling this kind of crap for years, but no one ever told her off before. I will not tolerate the behavior displayed at the concert. Period. Last night, I just ignored her and did my work. I’m not engaging in her pettiness, and if she gets aggressive again, I will, again, make it clear that I won’t tolerate it. I have way too much going on to be caught up in whatever imaginary drama she’s created. I don’t want her to apologize unless she means it, and, as far as I’m concerned, I don’t have to deal with her. I’m absolutely capable of being polite if we’re in the same space at the same time. She certainly didn’t ruin my evening, or even make me uncomfortable. And hey, it’s all material, small community dynamics and all that.

Tessa is bound and determined to make friends with Violet. She follows her around all the time and tries to get close. Tessa slept on the bed last night, and Violet chased her off this morning, because Violet refuses to have her cuddle time in the morning infringed upon. And Violet still insists on sitting in my lap while I work on the computer — no Tessa allowed! So Tessa sits in a sunbeam next to the chair. And Iris is sulking upstairs, in between eating everybody’s food.

Today is all about the Mermaid Ball, with some errands and a bit of work on the short story tossed in there as well.

I did a blog for Savvy Authors and sent it in early, because, as I have told them since FEBRUARY, I am not available in August. They kept asking me to do stuff in August, scheduled me for dates in August, which I told them I couldn’t do — what part of “I am not available” is so hard? Then, over the weekend, I get an email saying I need to send in the blog by the 8th to run on the 10th — even though I’d been scheduled to run on the 7th and sent it in on the 25th. I reminded them that I was not available in August, told them everything had been sent in on the 25th, and the date I had was the 7th for it to run, so was this something different or what was going on? I get a message, “I’ll check the sheet and get right back to you.” This was on Saturday. Today is Wednesday. I have yet to hear anything, and I look on the site, and there’s nothing up today. Whatever. I have no time for this. I get my materials in on time. I’m getting a little sick of meeting deadlines and then people emailing me to tell me they don’t have materials that were sent AND ACKNOWLEDGED weeks before.

Mercury Retrograde!

Back to work. I better mow today. The front’s not too bad, but it could be better. And I’ve still got to finish the back terraced area and the meadow before I go on-site next week.

To work!

Devon

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Tuesday, August 9, 2011


Tessa

Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Cloudy and humid

Not as productive a day as I needed yesterday, which was disturbing. I’m having some serious focus problems. And there’s really no time for that right now.

I managed to get an appointment to get the car serviced where I bought it back in Stamford when I’m down there for a few days in September! It’s the 50K checkup, a big deal, so I wanted it done there, with the people I know and trust, rather than up here, where they’re fine, but Riverbank has always done really right by me.

Last night, a group of us got together to prepare the baskets for tonight’s auction. That’s always the fun part — getting together and doing the actual work. I rarely enjoy the events themselves, but I like the preparation. With a group of people to help, it only took a couple of hours, and then it was time for pizza, wine, and conversation!

Came home, typed up the basket list contents, and emailed it to the person who needs it for the bid sheets.

Tessa is wearing down the other two. She is determined to play with them. They still hiss at her, but when they walk away, she scampers after them, “let’s play! Let’s play!” Violet was fed up last night and had to be scolded, but this morning, she and Tessa were both playing with the toy I drag around the floor — taking turns, but still, they were both playing in the same vicinity without Violet threatening anything nasty. So there’s progress.

I woke up with a migraine, and I’m flat out all day, so I hope yoga’s not cancelled. I need it, out there on the beach! Then, this afternoon, I’m helping set up for the Gala, and tonight is the Gala. I hope it’s fun, and I hope the one who made such a nasty fuss at the concert isn’t going to do the same tonight. Of course, she hasn’t shown up for the work sessions.

Off I go, to hopefully “Om” my way out of this migraine before I have to deal with (heaven forfend) people! 😉

Devon

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Monday, August 8, 2011


Tessa

Monday, August 8, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Rainy and humid

Busy weekend. Most of it, of course, revolved around trying to get Tessa situated. She really, really wants to play with the others, but they still hiss at her. We’re only allowed, per our lease, three cats, so even if I wanted to bring in another kitten for her, I couldn’t.

She’s doing very well, though, playful, happy, affectionate. I took her to the vet this morning, and she’s in good health — although she bit him when she didn’t like the way he handled her. This girl does not put up with crap, which is why she’ll fit in well here. I think she was afraid she would be left there, and was quite relieved to be back home. She’s starting to eat better, too — didn’t eat much the first few days. She weighs nearly as much as Violet does, and she’s only 4 months old, so I think she’ll be a big girl.

Got in a good workday on Saturday, which was great, including a nice 1500+ chunk of words on a short story. Sunday, it poured with rain, so no meditation walk. Home with the kitties reading the papers. Also managed to unpack three more boxes from the bedroom and two from the office (with help from little paws). Also excavated my desk and caught up on some of the receipts.

Watched the season finale of FALLING SKIES. Interested to see where they take it next season.

Need to have a productive day today. I’m out tonight, helping put together the basket’s for tomorrow’s Beautification Gala, and I want to get a lot done before that.

Back to the page.

Devon

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Saturday, August 6, 2011

Saturday, August 6, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Rainy and warm

Yesterday was a good workday. I didn’t get everything I wanted to get done done, but I made a lot of progress, especially on administrative work with Savvy Authors. A colleague sent me some good listings, and I got out a couple of good article pitches and another submission out. I got the information for the state grants — by the end of November, I’ll be here a year, and be able to look at guidelines and possibly apply. Got out the materials for Confidential Job #1.

Tessa’s cheerful and playful and very smart, although I think she’s getting tired of being hissed at. I got some kitten food in, and a couple of new scratching posts and toys, so there’s plenty to keep everyone occupied. No one is eating very much; I hope it’s just adjustment stress, and it works itself out in a few days. This morning, the neighbor’s black Maine coon — who’s got to weigh nearly 30 pounds — sauntered over to sit under our rosebushes. Violet is furious. Tessa is fascinated. Iris hasn’t noticed. As long as kitty doesn’t have kittens under there, I’m fine with it!

Missed Elsa a lot yesterday. She would have loved Tessa. She was great with kittens. Unlike my two drama queens! 😉

Recent reading includes Nicole Peeler’s newest, EYE OF THE TEMPEST, taking the series in an interesting direction, and one of Ed McBain’s books. I forgot how much I enjoy his writing. I’m also reading the anthology MY BIG FAT SUPERNATURAL HONEYMOON, a mix of some familiar and new-to-me authors.

My best pumpkin vine snapped, and I’m afraid it will die. I dipped it in rooting hormone and am hoping for the best. Darn it. The green peppers are small, but at least they’re growing.

TORCHWOOD was terrifying last night. Really well-made piece.

Going to see how much I can clear off my desk today. I keep hoping it will rain, so that I don’t have to mow! 😉

And off we go.

Devon

Friday, August 5, 2011

Friday, August 5, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Sunny and cool

We have a new member of the family. A four month old black kitten named Tessa. I wasn’t going to get a kitten, but she is the cat with whom I connected very strongly. I felt her personality would compliment Iris’s and Violet’s best, once they accept her. I got her from the shelter down the street. I was only going to look, but they packed her up and sent her right home with me.

I think she’s older than four months — she’s almost as big as Violet. In addition to being cute and glossy black, she’s also smart. She figured out the stairs — up and down — all by herself in the first couple of hours. She scratched the chair,so I doubled up tape to put where she could reach. She tapped it, found it was sticky, and didn’t like it. Then, she figured she could put her paw in the loop and pull it off without getting the sticky part of it on her. So I have to get double-sided tape! Also, I always joke about the house pixies, who go around turning on lights. I checked the basement to make sure the lights were out yesterday morning. Suddenly, she got all puffy and stared at the basement door. I opened it, and, sure enough, the lights were on!

She’s not afraid of Iris and Violet at all. Iris is afraid of her, though, little chicken that she is. Violet is laying down the law. Tessa isn’t aggressive back — just lies down and lets Violet hiss. She growled back once and I separated them, but, for the most part, they need to work it out on their own, barring bloodshed.

She doesn’t startle easily, in general. Sudden noises make her look, but not run. She IS afraid of cars — when she’s in the window and a car drives by, she hides. She never saw TV before, and she was fascinated.

I cleaned out the large puppy training cage I used when the twins were little, and set that up for her in the back bedroom, with a towel, water, toys, her crunchies at night, and a small litter pan. That’s her “safe space” and, until I’m sure she’s used to everything, that’s where she stays at night for the next few days, until she’s really adjusted.

Ironically, she comes in the day the last blossom falls off the Elsa Memorial Orchid. Hopefully, it will re-bloom again in a few months, like last time.

Yoga was great yesterday morning, all cloudy and windy. I stopped by the place to get my tee shirt after, and they had great coffee, too, so I was all set!

Got some work done — one eye on Tessa, the other on work. I’ll be doing a lot of work all through the weekend. I’ve got to get a lot of paperwork squared away on various projects, and clear my desk in preparation for fall. If it’s not too humid, I also want to paint two bookcases. And, much as I hate the thought of it, I’ll have to mow!

I’ll post photos when I can. I’m taking Tessa to the vet Monday morning, just to make sure everything’s really fine with her.

I’m giving Iris and Violet lots of cuddling, so they don’t feel that the new girl gets all the attention!

Devon


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Thursday, August 4, 2011

Thursday, August 4, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Cloudy and cool

There are two Annabel Aidan reviews up — one on Coffee Time Romance and one on Colin Galbraith’s blog. Hope you’ll check both of them out.

Tuesday morning’s yoga class was HUGE. Among the participants were three sisters who’d always come to the Cape every summer. They’d rented houses again this year, with their families, and brought all their teenagers to yoga! So it was a group of about twelve from the same family. Lots of fun.

Brandy, our teacher lets people choose corpse or seated meditation, whichever is comfortable. Some people just aren’t comfortable in corpse. I have problems keeping palms up in it (receptive). Because of all the chaos leading up to the move, I have trouble with any heart-opening poses. So that’s what I have to work on the hardest. Even when I’m psychically uncomfortable, my teacher has won my trust enough so I’ll keep working. And she’s a nurse, so she’s also teaching correct physical alignments, which helps a lot, and teaches me the difference between making progress and challenging myself physically and doing something that could injure me. I also love the poses where we have the earth/sand “massage” our backs — huge difference in helping heal the back problems I had earlier this year.

I worked hard on various projects on Tuesday, and then had to go to a site job overnight. I survived it, and, as much as I’d love to vent, there’s no way I can do so and stay professional. Short version — the job the client wants me to do is an entirely different profession than mine, and not anything I ever remotely agreed to do or that was in our initial discussions. I don’t do that job. I don’t have either the interest or the skills, and that’s not how I’ve ever presented myself. So don’t bring me in under false pretenses and then order me to do something that’s not within my profession, and, when it came up last week, I told you flat out I would not do. Repeated demands do not wear me down — they piss me off.

Fortunately, my yoga teacher’s lessons embedded firmly enough so I was able to keep my cool, be cordial (a sure sign I am FURIOUS –when I hit “cordial”, everyone needs to take cover), and get through it as a professional.

Did some grocery shopping early Wednesday. Stopped at the bookstore to pick up a couple of things (stress relief) and get coffee. Did more grocery shopping and came home to recover. The cats were waiting for me in the kitchen, not at all amused that they didn’t have snacks the night before or wet food. So we took care of that! Instead of running when they hear the garage door open, they now line up at their bowls, facing the door from the garage into the kitchen.

Got some good work done, but was pretty wiped out. Prepared the smoked trout mousse and the black bean hummus for my meeting. Did a bit of reading.

Traffic wasn’t bad to Buzzards Bay, and the meeting went well. Came home, relaxed, played with the cats, went to bed early. Woke up at 2 AM and had trouble getting to sleep again.

Off to yoga now, and then a full day at the desk. It’s cool this morning, and smells like fall.

Devon


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Wednesday, August 3

Stressful time with the Client from Hell (soon to be the ex-client).

Catch up tomorrow.

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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Sunny and warm

Yup, Mercury goes retrograde and stays there for most of the month! Eeek!

August was supposed to be a vacation month, but it’s only a vacation from teaching. I can’t believe how packed it’s turned out to be. I think, when I look back, I’ll see it as a good month, but right now, it feels overwhelming.

Yoga was hard yesterday. I hadn’t realized how man kinks were in from all the driving — had hoped I’d gotten them all out, but no such luck. Every pose was a challenge. We were doing strengthening poses and all I wanted was to lie in Corpse Pose! 😉 But I did the class and felt better for it. It was a huge class, the biggest ever — we took up a lot of the beach. The middle-aged men who stand at the edge of the parking lot and watch every morning are creepy, I think. Totally not appropriate.

Traffic was bad, so I took 6A back; longer route, slower speed limit, but less traffic, so it worked out. Came home, worked in the yard, ate breakfast. It was after 11 by then, so I just gave myself the day off. Didn’t even turn on the computer. Spent almost the whole day outside on the deck, honoring the day! I even got to watch the last strands of the sunset from the deck, how the light illuminated the different colors in the garden. Magical, in every sense of the word.

I hadn’t realize how burned out I was. In fact, it was hard to get going today, but I have a lot of work to catch up on, and then, I have a job I am NOT looking forward to this evening. But I’ll push through and get things done. Tomorrow is another very packed day.

I just have to remember that Mercury is retrograde and that people aren’t going to understand what each other says. Of course, I’ve got a slew of interviews coming out, so I’m sure there will be misunderstandings galore. Or, maybe people will understand what I say and simply not like it. That’s the way it goes.

In the meantime — I need to get to yoga.

Devon


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Monday, August 1, 2011


Both cats

Monday, August 1, 2011
Waxing Moon
Neptune Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Cloudy and humid
Lammas

Lammas, the first harvest and an important day in my personal calendar. I’m looking forward to a good and sacred day.

It was a busy weekend. On Sunday, I had to drive my mom to CT. What should have been a simple, four and a half hour drive took seven hours. due to traffic. We finally pulled off to eat and visit the Book Barn in Niantic, where we found a few things, one of which was an arc of Jane Smiley’s THIRTEEN WAYS TO LOOK AT A NOVEL. Outstanding book on the history of the novel, and on writing and editing. I found some good passages to share with my students.

Arrived in CT, hadn’t even unpacked, and there was a major storm with a power outage. Go figure!

To bed early, up early on Saturday to head back. Smooth sailing until Bourne. From Bourne to the Sagamore Bridge, which is about six miles, it took two hours because of the traffic. I was NOT a happy camper. And there was no reason for it, except people were being stupid. If everyone kept moving and was considerate, we would have all gotten where we needed to go on time. On top of that, some dickheads were using rest areas and lookouts to simply drive through and skip a few cars. You think you’re that important? Bite me, I’m not letting you cut in front of me! Rt. 6 was packed in both directions, so I nipped off as soon as I got over the bridge and took 6A home instead. Much better.

I don’t want to hear any crap from local businesses that they aren’t doing well. When there’s a 22 mile backup in both directions to get over the bridge, people are coming to the Cape. It’s on the vendor to make the sales. The people are definitely here.

Exhausted when I got home. Unpacked, dealt with the cats (who were not amused), opened the windows, and took a nap. Woke up, finished Jim Butcher’s FOOL MOON, which was interesting, and wound up my two classes.

Watched THE TOURIST, which wasn’t quite as bad as the reviews claimed. The Venice setting was worth it. The dialogue could have been better — with those two actors, some witty exchanges would have made it worthwhile, instead of just taking a pause and looking at each other between each sentence. And I figured out the twist about ten minutes into it (although Rufus Sewell’s cameo was fun).

Up early on Sunday, worked in the garden, and then to Osterville for the meditation walk, which was wonderful. Truly a joyful morning. Some of us are going to meet next week to continue.

Got the papers, came home, and relaxed on the deck. It was a gorgeous morning. Lovely to be out. I got the fall catalog for the local place where I interviewed to teach in person and I’m in it, so I guess I passed The Man’s background check. I wish they’d actually confirmed it all. But it’s a month of Wednesday nights in October, which should be fun. I returned books to the library in Sandwich, and stopped by both the Sandwich Herb Shoppe and Lavender Moon for a couple of treats.

Read Jeri Ready-Smith’s WICKED GAME in the afternoon — clever urban fantasy. I liked it a lot.

Did some editing in the evening, watched a little TV. Did an interview for the book. Up early today and decided to go to yoga, although I don’t usually go on Mondays. But what better way to treat myself on this special day than attending a special class?

Then, it’s back to my desk — I have a lot of serious work that needs to get done today. I got behind last week, juggling all the classes. I’ve got an edit to finish, a review to write, lots of work for the Mermaid Ball.

But now — to yoga.

Devon


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Annabel Aidan webpage here.