Where did the week go?

[mousme]

Wow, this week has gone by really fast.

Spent all of Monday morning running around doing errands that needed doing (I am quite pleased, because I got a lot done), and got to work early. Thank goodness for the new metros in Laval, which have done great things by way of reducing the traffic around here a fair bit. Not that much, but enough that there have been no major traffic jams on the way to work this week for me.

Came home, collapsed into bed, and was up again four and a half hours later to go into work. I swapped shifts with someone so that I could go to aislingtheach's thesis defense. It went beautifully, as we all knew it would, and with any luck she will write all about it when she gets the chance. We kidnapped her afterward and all went to dinner at Kumon, a Chinese restaurant on Côte-des-Neiges. We were seven in total: me, conscioussoul, ulvain, aislingtheach and three others who don't (yet) have LiveJournals.

We repaired to someone's home after for coffee and general chatting (and I got my very first massage ever! Wow.), and after I'd driven aislingtheach home it was 1am.

Staggered out of bed late yesterday morning and ran to toughlovemuse's place for tea and a writing jam. The good news is that I have pretty much finished Crisse, des zombies! I have a quick concluding scene to write, but it shouldn't be more than 300 words or so. I'M DONE! W00T!

Okay, not quite done. After this I have to revise my draft, try and fix as many of the typos, spelling mistakes and clumsy sentences as possible, and fix as many of the inconsistencies as possible. Then I print out three copies, hand them out to the very nice people who said they'd be my front-line readers, and try not to worry about it after that.

Today I am off to visit the Maternal Unit, whom I've been neglecting, and tomorrow I will do more cleaning of this place, which I had no time for this week. I'm amazed the place isn't worse off than it is, actually.

Saturday is band practice, and then the overtime fairy gets to visit. I think I shall write about work in a separate post, as it's pretty long and this is something of a grocery-list post. Not now, however, as I have to go see my mother. :)

Happy trails, folks!

Comments

[rehenazelreyhan.livejournal.com]

What do you do at the maternal unit?

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Hee! No, the Maternal Unit is my mother. It's an expression I picked up from fearsclave who used to call his wife the Spousal Unit. By extension: Parental Units, Maternal Unit, Paternal Unit, Fraternal Unit, Sororal Unit, etc. :)

[rehenazelreyhan.livejournal.com]

Ah, of course...I often refer to my father as Father Unit. I think Fraternal Unit would be far wittier!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Well, you'd have to refer to your father as Paternal Unit. Fraternal Unit would be your brother, if you have one.

[rehenazelreyhan.livejournal.com]

Oh fo the love of.

I need to wake up. Geez. I should know these things. *smacks forehead*