Russell Kirkpatrick's Journal
The Definition of Busy
13-Jul-2006Sorry I haven't blogged in the last week. My days are packed. Up at 5am, ten minutes on ebay - could be rare cornishware, but no - last minute lecture and workshop preparations, a few minutes' reading, breakfast, shower and stuff, and off to Uni just after 8am. Workshop from 9 till 11am, including a videoconference link to our satellite campus in Tauranga. Five minutes in the staff room followed by an hour with a lecturer with ideas about maps as crazy as mine. I'm going to guest lecture for him Monday after next.
OK, home by 12.30. Now the fun begins. Accounts, letters and other boring parts of running a business. Lunch with a book on my knee. Editing of the 1:50,000 NZ topo database river coverage. Whee! Then some initial work on a national cartogram by Census area unit for the 2007 edition of my Contemporary Atlas. Take an hour to make a few notes about the next novel, tentatively titled Dark Heart. Quick trip to Harvey Normans to check whether they have the Office software I was supposed to get with my latest laptop. Yes, they have it, and apparently rang to tell me so - on Sunday July 2nd. Thanks. And I suppose they would have rung again in a year or so. We need a TV cabinet so I checked three stores - all about $1000 or more for a wooden unit. Cheaper to lop off my son's arms and legs and sit the telly on his bleeding torso. Back home for more cartogram work, then dinner and the last of the torte I bought for Dorinda's 50th birthday last Saturday. I decide I need graph paper, so off to the mall. End up chatting to the book seller for a while. I've just arrived home. It's half past eight. I need to wind down, but I can't bring myself to stop working.
Writing this blog isn't exactly helping.
Meanwhile here's hoping that life calms down again before you fall over in a heap.
And happy belated birthday to Dorinda! :D