I am so done with this week. At least the work parts of it. It's been nuts. I feel like I spend most of the morning trying to explain that as much as I would love to give you status, I just got here and have been explaining to you why I have no status to report the whole time, thereby preventing me from doing any actual status-producing work or finding out if I can even do any status-producing work. Then I go to meetings to which 37 extra people who have no idea what's going on have been added just because it seemed like a good plan at the time. The swarm approach to doing things just isn't that efficient and makes me crazy. I feel like a raving bitch in these meetings sometimes, but no one else seems capable of taking control and getting things done (or even interested in those sorts of things, which I find bizarre).
Anyway. Non-work things are actually pretty much ok. I pined all the foliage down on my dress last night, had a grand time with my new house mate, and am actually really looking forward to the opera tonight and the dancing this weekend. Also sleeping sounds like it will be fun, not that I am clear on how much sleeping in I'm going to be able to do realisticly. I can but try, and anything latter than 6:15 is a good thing.
E. and maybe K. are coming over to sew on Sunday, which should be fun. The current plan is to work on the Madame X corset and the cheongsam. We'll see how that actually works out. I will be happy and count is all as a success if I can get anything at all done on either of these projects.
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