I've been hibernating, a bit. Well, hiding out, actually, working once again in preparation for today's site visit from a major funding agency. The same review for which I spent much of July writing a lengthy report. And last night was a reprise of the night of a thousand Powerpoints. Because that's what I do, I'm a Powerpoint jockey extraordinaire. I am even a master of Ye Olde Powerpointe Heade Tricke, and have taught it to my disciple, yea verily.
But I digress.
Having also completed reformatting my 105-page report for That Place Where I Work™, late last night (ok, ok, it was only 69 pages long until they asked me to double-space it; it was still long), I hauled myself out of bed at 5:20 AM, rolled in to work by 7:15, and promptly spent the rest of the day closeted in a room with what turned out to be a not-particularly-hostile review panel.
It's what we do around here, it seems.
Anyway, as Black Knight has noted, time management is not one of my greatest strengths and I probably could have gotten this all completed a bit earlier. Either that, or I'm tremendously productive within the last 5% of the allotted time available before the deadline. It really depends on how you look at it.
Returned home, tired, to a couple of hyperactive kids who are well aware that TOMORROW IS HALLOWE'EN AND THERE WILL BE CANDY AND A VAMPIRE COSTUME AND A PRINCESS COSTUME AND THE JACK'O'LANTERNS WILL BE LIT, and a not-as-tired but still overworked Mrs. R'pus.
And the news that our next door neighbour has suddenly died.
As I said, not the best of days.