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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Now that I’ve finished everything that absolutely has to be done by the end of the month, I can start doing the hard part. The Big Project looms, wherein I try to make sense of the past year for the benefit of accountants, bonding companies and stockholders (of which there is only one, but Tim is lobbying hard to make it two).

The Boss said something a little twisted today. He told me that he’s been trying to keep from sending me any busywork that he could do himself. He said that if it wasn’t a “big deal,” he didn’t mind doing it, since it seemed as if everything was a “big deal” with me lately.

I told him he was right. For the next two or three weeks, everything that keeps me from working on the Big Project will be a big deal. I thanked him for trying to shield me, since he’s the one crying the loudest for the Big Project to be done. Every few days he’ll say something like, “I know you’re working as hard as you can, but the Big Project is” — you guessed it — “a big deal.”

Well, thanks. For the reminder, or the twist of the knife, whichever that was supposed to be. Now can I hang up and get back to work?



26 January 2005

Wooden wind chimes, at rest in the rain.


Believe it or not, the toughest thing for me to deal with right now isn’t the Boss and his interruptions, it’s the fact that people promising to pay us aren’t coming through, and I’m having to scrounge up enough money to actually pay these taxes I’ve been working on all month. I might have to lend the company enough to pay the state sales tax, if we can’t collect from somebody by Monday. That situation actually has me more pushed out of shape than anything the Boss can do to me.



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Short-term borrowing on the company credit line has its own pitfalls (and costs). Borrowing from the Boss himself is painful for both of us, because he never lets me forget that he needs to be paid back as soon as something comes in. Lending money to the company from my own credit card is something I’ve done in the past, but it’s really not good for either me or the company, and it’ll be such a last resort that it’s totally off the map.

Recent recommendations can always be found on the links page.


One year ago: Reversal
"I need another weekend stuck in between Sunday and Monday. Two bonus 28-hour days would be just about right."

Two years ago: Stupor Sunday
"Recent history warns us to lower our expectations. Or maybe it's just that the passage of time creates a rosy glow that confounds the memory."

Three years ago: Included
"In fact, my experience has been (and the news every day proves) that the more you have the more you want."

Four years ago: Hail, Infrequently
"It seemed that nature was about to do the utilities a favor and provide us with random rolling blackouts."

Five years ago: I'm Walkin' Here
"But in general it's up to the two-ton tin monster to give way to the 150-pound delicate construct of bones and tissue. Hearts and brains before carbs and trannies, I say."


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