Thursday, September 7th, 2006
When I’m not in, they come running
I’m out of the office for a couple of days tending to some personal business (a garage sale, if you must ask!….nosey aren’t we?!) The last two weeks in the office have been particularly normal. I’ve been working on my usual projects, getting them done on time and communicating mainly via email. There are times when I’d really appreciate a phone call from someone because I’ve been listening to myself hum along to my music all day (I can’t sing along because the walls in my office are made of glass and the people who walk by would think I was talking to myself).
So, naturally, today when I am totally pre-occupied with non-Ekcetera things, I of course receive two client phone calls. Not that I wasn’t more than happy to converse, but it always comes at a time when I already have a lot going on. (See the other day’s post about the wait…wait..RUN…wait theory) No harm done. I ended up making an unexpected trip into the office in my t-shirt and jeans (good thing I remembered to take those garage sale price tags off my shirt - I was adding up sales).
Needless to say, my day was JAM PACKED. I think I’ll turn in early at 9:15pm and give my worn out feet and sunburned face a rest.
Nighty night.