Thursday, June 01, 2006

48 minutes

That's how long it took to do all the work I'm probably going to do this morning. That's just the way it goes around here though--either it's frantic or dead. I have two packets floating around, one in corrections and one waiting on orders. Scratch that. Now the one in corrections is in pricing. My sales rep, Daren, seems to have dropped off the face of the earth. Hopefully today he will resurface, enter some more work for me, and price this book so I can send it down to production. Ugh.

Although this job is not inherently exciting, it's easy to get caught up in it because so many people are relying on you (and only you) to get things done.

I just wrote my New Hampshire family an e-mail. I hope Uncle Adam reads his e-mail. I haven't seen them in four years and I really miss them.

Yesterday I didn't run because it was sososticky hot. Today will be better, I believe. Once I get my body acclimated to the heat, it won't be so bad, but for now it's really tough to have any energy. I'm trying to drink plenty of water. Usually the worst part is just getting started, much like running in the cold. I'm actually not averse to the sweating. It's cleansing, somehow. There's a quote somewhere about how sweat cleanses; "it comes from a place a shower will never reach." Or something. I always liked that. I love running quotes.

Speaking of running, I rediscovered my favorite running picture on Mark's computer yesterday, so I made it my new profile picture. When I run, parts of my body go flopping around and it often looks quite bad. Ironically, I look fatter than I am when I'm running. In this one, that is all strategically hidden. Hee.

I started reading The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell. It's fairly interesting so far. It deals with social epidemics and Gladwell's theory of how and why they happen. Mark's mom got him both this and Gladwell's other big bestseller, Blink, a couple of years ago, and I'm finally getting to them now. Yes, this is how far behind I am. But I am gamely catching up. The problem with not adding anything to my current reading list is that I now have a backlog of books waiting to be added. Kind of defeats the purpose. I'm so bad about buying books.

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