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It was a good news-bad news day, but I’m not even sure which is which any more.
The bad news that I learned first thing this morning is that there’s so much static in my phone line that it’s useless, except as an even bigger annoyance than usual. The Boss called early, and I had to plug the phone into the fax machine and call him back on that line. I asked if he wanted me to rig the fax so that I could answer on the same line, but he wanted to leave the fax line open for his interminable paperwork, so that idea didn’t hold up.
So I called the phone company’s repair line and they diagnosed the problem, but the earliest they could have anyone come out to fix it is Saturday. Saturday some time between 8 am and 8 pm, that is. I think that means I’ll be staying home Saturday (which no doubt I would have done anyway).
The few calls I got today were almost comical, if you weren’t trying to achieve actual communication, person to person. Then it was frustrating. Some of the time I could figure out who was talking and call them back. Other times, it was just a lot of shouting over the noise, to very little effect.
On the other hand, I did feel better than I have in almost a week. I felt so good, in fact, that I decided I needed to get some work done for a change. Once I dove into that pile of paperwork, I almost couldn’t find my way out again. There were enough near-miss deadlines to put the scare into me. I had no choice but to keep going until as many crises as possible had been narrowly averted.
Yes, if you’re wondering, I did wear myself out. I promised myself and at least one other person that I wouldn’t overdo it today, but I couldn’t keep that promise, and tonight I’m paying the price. I don’t feel sick in the same way I did most of the week. But I’ve nearly lost my voice and a lot of my enthusiasm. I’m sure I’ll get it back, because I have to. I don’t dare get that far behind again. | 
