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After the Fall
December 06, 2005
The Fall of Working Excessively is now officially over: I hefted the large box containing Job #2 onto the counter at the Vineyard Haven post office a full hour before the 4 p.m. Express Mail deadline. Would it break my previous record for most expensive Express Mail? (I'm not 100% sure what the previous record was, but I think it was a shade over $55.) Postal clerk (in whom I confided) and I watched the scale in suspense, with bated breath, etc. It did: $56.35. (If you want to play it in your local numbers racket / state lottery, be my guest, and feel free to cut a hand-to-mouth writer-editor in on the proceeds if you cash in big.)
The box is gone. By the time it gets to New York, I will have finished up my style sheets, made a few notes for the production editor, and (most important) submitted my bill. Thanks to e-mail, they will likely all arrive in the production editor's office at the same time.
Much as I would like to crash for a week -- hey, the next job is due in tomorrow or the next day, and I've got to drum up enough work to get me through the holiday season. My apartment looks like a cyclone blew through an office supply closet; there are at least three months' worth of bank statements buried in the debris, and who knows what else. Now I get to do all the stuff I put off while Working Excessively . . .
If I can remember what it was.
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