what holiday?

Today is a workday... no such thing as a holiday in the newspaper biz! Actually, that's not true, but this is not a holiday in the newspaper biz. My boss is trying to get them to let us go home at 4:00, bless his soul. The phone has not been ringing off the hook today. I took one call in the past hour, and it was someone wanting to know if we got her email. Sheesh!

I did manage to be productive today, though. I made some calls on ads in another paper, and got two of them to buy ads with us. Another guy that I've been playing phone tag with for a week now finally got in touch with me and bought an ad. It was a good one, too! So it wasn't a total waste to slog through the snow this morning to get here.

I had a really strange dream this morning. I had to think about it for a while when I woke up, then write it down. A lot happened in it, and it changed somewhat (like dreams do) several times, but I managed to remember most of it pretty clearly. It was a frustrating dream; I couldn't find my car keys, I missed my exit on the highway, I didn't get to visit with friends who live far away. And my brother was there, for most of it. Very detailed, like a movie. My subconscious is a clever screenwriter. ;)

Yipee! Boss says we can go home at 4:00. I really don't think I could've kept busy for that last hour. whew

what holiday?

Today is a workday... no such thing as a holiday in the newspaper biz! Actually, that's not true, but this is not a holiday in the newspaper biz. My boss is trying to get them to let us go home at 4:00, bless his soul. The phone has not been ringing off the hook today. I took one call in the past hour, and it was someone wanting to know if we got her email. Sheesh!

I did manage to be productive today, though. I made some calls on ads in another paper, and got two of them to buy ads with us. Another guy that I've been playing phone tag with for a week now finally got in touch with me and bought an ad. It was a good one, too! So it wasn't a total waste to slog through the snow this morning to get here.

I had a really strange dream this morning. I had to think about it for a while when I woke up, then write it down. A lot happened in it, and it changed somewhat (like dreams do) several times, but I managed to remember most of it pretty clearly. It was a frustrating dream; I couldn't find my car keys, I missed my exit on the highway, I didn't get to visit with friends who live far away. And my brother was there, for most of it. Very detailed, like a movie. My subconscious is a clever screenwriter. ;)

Yipee! Boss says we can go home at 4:00. I really don't think I could've kept busy for that last hour. whew