The Bloody Doors Off

I’ve been putting in serious hours this week, just not only at the contract job. One of my clients is ramping up a big job and I’m happy to have the work. Question is: when am I gonna sleep?

I have a feeling I’m gonna have to fight for my invoice to be paid this week: I’m sure they’re planning on going ahead ‘docking’ it for the overpayment (which yes, is illegal). The angst is keeping me awake.

There’s a long weekend (for me) coming up. I work Tues-Sat, but Tuesday is a holiday. I suspect, however, that I’ll have work in. I hope I find a few hours to relax.

I’ve got an idea for a sequel to a play I wrote a few years ago, but first I have to finish the rewrites on A Song for Rachel. When am I gonna find the time?

Tempus fugit. Tempus fucking fugit.