T minus 13 hours and counting...
...until my exhibit opens tomorrow, with grand fanfare, magic shows, artist demos, and free ice cream. If I weren't so exhausted I'd be terrified.
Scratch that. I am terrified. Really excited, but this is the first major event I've planned at my semi-new job and I really desperately want things to go well tomorrow. The exhibit looks great, things have finally come together, I have two tiny labels to affix to an interactive tomorrow morning, and a ridiculous load of stuff to haul around and set up for the festivities, but that's what interns are for. My boss and I have put in a ridiculous number of hours of work this week, plus I had class two nights and spent all of Wednesday night (after getting home from work at nearly 8pm) writing up my final paper due on Monday. (Yes, I could have written it Sunday, but something suggested that would be a bad idea...) My hip is killing me because I pulled something, I've barely slept, and I'm sitting here covered in plexiglass polish. I am trying to figure out if I'm up to going out for dinner or if I'm going to give in and stay in and have scrambled eggs and beer for dinner. I'm thinking the latter, once I put on a clean shirt. Maybe I'll hit up the bakery at the end of my street and see if they have biscuits to go with my eggs.
So if any of you were wondering why I haven't been around posting/reading/commenting/writing fic, that's why. I am never doing a summer session intensive class at the same time as an exhibit changeover again. Remind me of that next spring, please?
Fic and updates will resume sometime soon. :)
Scratch that. I am terrified. Really excited, but this is the first major event I've planned at my semi-new job and I really desperately want things to go well tomorrow. The exhibit looks great, things have finally come together, I have two tiny labels to affix to an interactive tomorrow morning, and a ridiculous load of stuff to haul around and set up for the festivities, but that's what interns are for. My boss and I have put in a ridiculous number of hours of work this week, plus I had class two nights and spent all of Wednesday night (after getting home from work at nearly 8pm) writing up my final paper due on Monday. (Yes, I could have written it Sunday, but something suggested that would be a bad idea...) My hip is killing me because I pulled something, I've barely slept, and I'm sitting here covered in plexiglass polish. I am trying to figure out if I'm up to going out for dinner or if I'm going to give in and stay in and have scrambled eggs and beer for dinner. I'm thinking the latter, once I put on a clean shirt. Maybe I'll hit up the bakery at the end of my street and see if they have biscuits to go with my eggs.
So if any of you were wondering why I haven't been around posting/reading/commenting/writing fic, that's why. I am never doing a summer session intensive class at the same time as an exhibit changeover again. Remind me of that next spring, please?
Fic and updates will resume sometime soon. :)