Just so you know . . . working eleven hours (on the computer) in one day will make your knees ache. You will long for sleep with the intensity of a nursing mother who has a newborn. Eleven.
That’s why I don’t have time (yet) to tell you about going to Seattle with my friends (dear, dear friends). I went, I ate, I slept, I laughed, I talked, I listened, I shopped and I bought a lipstick which holds great promise (could it be The Perfect Lipstick?). And then I landed with a thud back into my regular life, got right to work, washed a load of dishes and never really stopped to breathe (or download a photo or two from my digital camera to illustrate the post I haven’t written about going to Seattle).
Tomorrow is normally an easy day for me (five hours of work), but for various reasons I will be working ten hours.
It’s another case of being so close (to the computer), but so far away (from the blog). Alas.