Long Weekend

The past two weeks have been hectic. One project after another and I didn’t even realize it was October already. I’ve got another week until things slow down. I always know it’s busy when I can’t even fit in a movie for the week.

Unfinished papers for work that need to be sorted before the end of day tomorrow and I’ll be out Friday for a conference. Missing Friday will be sad. That’s why I’m calling it a long weekend, not a fun one.

Aligning notes before surging them in place is a talent I may not have

A quick job, in and out, and I’ll have it swapped

How many were in the pile, do I have the right number?

Sun-kissed and gorgeous up close. Heart-stopping.

What was I working on?

Ninety degree angles are important, but is it legible? Will it come off? What number am I on now? I’ve just tacked that one on crooked, shoot.

I have a few more to finish and then I can wrap up two more projects. What was just said?

I’m stone and ice, why do you make me nervous?

I can’t lift this simple, light box. My arms are noodles. Who can I get to grab it without asking questions?

Organization is about a numerical order that can be followed and I’ve gotten that job done at least.

Two more swaps and then I’m done.

Don’t look up, you’ll never make it to the door.

Project finished. That was excruciatingly simple. Two more to go.

Just walk out before you say something stupid.

Forget those last two projects now and take a break.

Iced tea in hand with strawberry melon. You’ve made it all up in your mind. There’s no way you were that uncool. You’re a rock star, you just misremembered how chill and smooth you were the entire time.

I have so much paperwork to finish.