After a week of ease, today I was faced with a relative mountain of work. I don’t mind this necessary as I prefer to be busy. I work better, faster when I’m busy, and strangely I have more time to do the fun things when I’m busy. Still four journals arrived for me to process today along with multiple batches of four journals worth of OnlineEarly articles, and this not counting the logging on and author corrections for EEN that I had to pencil in.
There was a moment of finger tapping, half an hour or so into the day, when I realised that everything had pretty equal priority over each other, so just where to start. It didn’t really matter so I just leapt straight in and it kind of formed an order all by its own…
The saga of the Fuji camera continues. Apparently for that make and model they charge a flat fee of £99.50 for the repair which includes a bit of a service, but I am still tempted to upgrade none-the-less. There’s a hundred pounds in it – hrmm – what to do…? Thoughts anybody. Mr F at work as the S5500 himself, and is impressed by it. I had a little play today at work, and it is a nice camera with some good manual controls, and a nice solid feel to it.
Back at home I cut the spines off half my mounting collection of food magazines to pull out the few pages of recipes I want to keep. The rest has been dumped into the recycling box out the front door.
And now I have finally managed to write my way through a troublesome scene, and to about a fifth of the way through chapter four (a slightly better progress rate than with chapter three) – so now I shall be all ready to write lots after my submergance into chlorine filled waters tomorrow. Now though, I’m beginning to yawn, so me thinks it is definitely time for bed…