Coffee in the Los Angeles skyline mug, no music on iTunes. It's a short week in terms of time but not in terms of scheduled work. What is it about the week between Christmas and New Year's that makes it seem so long in the days and weeks leading up to Christmas and also one to complacently schedule SO MUCH STUFF in it? Is it the magic of the holidays that makes requiring a miracle seem logical? I blithely assigned to this week all the bookkeeping for Siyeh Studio since February 1, a complete organization and cleaning of the studio proper, all my editing on the book AND all the rewrites I need to do... Was I high? The "week" is only three days long (at least according to Dave's work schedule thoughtfully provided by Turner Broadcasting).
The rest of the days between Christmas and New Year's are for doing similar things for the Griffith family: eight months worth of register reconciliation for the credit cards and bank accounts, sorting all the books in the "library" (at the top of the stairs) and getting more bookcases for it, hanging pictures, kites and art, blowing the leaves off the deck and raking the backyard, cleaning the office and filing a year's worth of papers, organizing all our photos in iPhoto, and banishing the last of the VHS tapes to a bookcase upstairs (with all the cd's). I need to figure out how to get all the vhs tapes on dvd... but maybe I shouldn't try to do THAT this week too! We also need a new couch and to fix the kitchen table (it fell apart during a dinner party around Thanksgiving).
Anyone have a spare temporal extension potion or spell lying around? No? Well, it is the season of miracles... maybe there's hope for me yet!