PISSED
Y’know, it’s a furlough afternoon. That means I AM WORKING WITHOUT BEING PAID FOR IT.
Of course, I’m no stranger to that concept. But I am so very annoyed that I had plans to work on my apartment this afternoon, yet most of my writers did not make my Tuesday early editorial deadline, and a bunch weren’t able to hit the standard Thursday deadline. So here I am today — editing six late stories and waiting for two more.
I love editing, though, so this isn’t exactly painful work. But I would rather be ANYWHERE but at work during this gorgeous afternoon! 🙂 Oh well. As long as I can make it to my rental office before it closes, I s’pose I shouldn’t complain.