magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

Just after I got up this morning, Beatrice called from PDG. 'I'm sorry that I didn't call you back last week. But I am calling you now. What's your availability like for the next couple of days?'

So I've got some work. I'm not going to starve. It's only three days right now, but we're finally going to have an official talk about my hourly rate, and there's a pretty good likelihood of fairly regular work. The Bank of America stuff, and they're also looking for a backup person to do broadcast graphics. I'm optimistic.

This afternoon I finally got around to finishing the spackling on the walls of my room. And then I can prime. And then I can paint them. It really is about time.