It's Friday afternoon, and all over the country, people are turning off their computers for the weekend, heading home early, enjoying beautiful fall weather, planning football tailgating parties, cookouts, leaf-changing trips, and other ways to celebrate.
Me? I'm at a writers' conference--This is a good experience, too, I have to admit, with great people, lots of ideas being exchanged, new software to learn, comfortable surroundings, and yummy food. Tonight after an Italian dinner, we're scheduled for a cash bar, open mic night, and a fund-raising auction. Tomorrow sessions start at 8:00 AM and run almost non-stop until we finish the Awards Banquet around 9:00 PM. Then we have a nine-hour drive home.
So what else do I have to do besides just enjoying myself? Well, the second go-around of page proofs just arrived in my mailbox. I have the computer with me, so I can start plowing through the digital files. But when? Who needs sleep anyhow?
UPDATE: SHE'S NEVER SATISFIED DEPARTMENT: I just started to check the proofs and discovered that none of the last set of changes I sent in have been made. They charged me for them, mind you, but then redated the old version and sent it back to me unaltered. And of course it did not arrive until they closed for the weekend -- see first paragraph, above. So I'm off the hook, I guess, but I'm not happy, either.