The Boss is back in town. That’s the good news, and the bad news. He was away all last week (which was another good news/bad news situation). He managed to start faxing me letters to type first thing this morning, but every time I tried to call him I couldn’t get through. I know he’s been having weather-related problems with his phone lines, but I don’t think that’s why I couldn’t reach him.

I think he was deliberately being unavailable. He likes to pretend that the work he does requires so much intense concentration that the slightest interruption sends the entire operation teetering over the precipice. He’s been telling people that for such a long time that he now actually believes it.

So I couldn’t get answers to the questions I’ve been holding onto for a week. The biggest question: where are we going to get enough money to pay the bills this week? That’s been seriously weighing on me, and I would have liked a chance to discuss it with the Boss.

Unfortunately, every time I talked to him, it was on his terms. He did the talking and steered the conversation into the dead end cul-de-sac of his own dark, little planet. He wasn’t hearing me, even when he took a breath. I finally gave up and decided to pursue the matter tomorrow. There aren’t that many tomorrows left before I have to come up with an answer. Sadly, I can’t do it alone.

It’s probably not the best policy to put off unpleasant tasks, but it’s how I operate. It’s the way I get through the day, especially the day of the Monday kind. Tomorrow is Tuesday. I don’t think I can put this off until Wednesday, so one way or another we’ll have to deal with the cash shortage. There are two checks out there, “in the mail,” as they say, that would solve the problem. I need to prevail upon the Boss to track them down, or to come up with an interim solution.