I Wanna Hear a w00t, w00t for Productivity!
And a quiet sob for one step back. *sniffle*
So... I'm helping Dad out on his proposal, or rather, the Drop-In Centre's proposal to the rights to manage a new low-income about a block away from my apartment building. Well, it will be there as soon as someone is chosen and building will be able to begin. It would be a great opportunity for the Drop-In Centre to move out of it's cramped (although newly renovated) walls and provide more services and also have more assured funding.
The proposal is due in a week, and it's all coming together, finally. My dad has been bouncing off all things vertical for a month now, ever since they found out about the, well, competition of sorts. After all, the Drop-In Centre's competition is across the street, and it just happens to be where Daddio's girlfriend (is that an appropriate term, partner maybe) works. Oooh, the intrigue. I know. Too bad I didn't get Dad's hard work ethic, not that I don't have one, it's just mine doesn't kick in until much too close to the deadline time. Curse productivity, curse it to heck!
Now, the sobbing time. Well, maybe a small nose scrunch is all that's in order, because it's not too big of an issue, I only lost a couple hours of work time in Word, but I really wish Word had recovered the document properly, like it was supposed to. Whatever.
... Man, I should really organize my tags; they're a mess...
So... I'm helping Dad out on his proposal, or rather, the Drop-In Centre's proposal to the rights to manage a new low-income about a block away from my apartment building. Well, it will be there as soon as someone is chosen and building will be able to begin. It would be a great opportunity for the Drop-In Centre to move out of it's cramped (although newly renovated) walls and provide more services and also have more assured funding.
The proposal is due in a week, and it's all coming together, finally. My dad has been bouncing off all things vertical for a month now, ever since they found out about the, well, competition of sorts. After all, the Drop-In Centre's competition is across the street, and it just happens to be where Daddio's girlfriend (is that an appropriate term, partner maybe) works. Oooh, the intrigue. I know. Too bad I didn't get Dad's hard work ethic, not that I don't have one, it's just mine doesn't kick in until much too close to the deadline time. Curse productivity, curse it to heck!
Now, the sobbing time. Well, maybe a small nose scrunch is all that's in order, because it's not too big of an issue, I only lost a couple hours of work time in Word, but I really wish Word had recovered the document properly, like it was supposed to. Whatever.
... Man, I should really organize my tags; they're a mess...