Missing in action
I have been picking up around the apartment the past few days. I am really mortified to tell you how bad the apartment has gotten — even tonight, looking much better than it did a couple of days ago, I would be embarrassed to have anyone over. I have much further to go.
I am also embarrassed to tell you why I have been cleaning up the apartment. There’s a book I’m supposed to be reading so that I can interview the author for a freelance writing assignment.
I started the book, then had to set it aside week before last because things were so crazy at work. Last week, I got ready to start back on the book, and … I can’t find it. I can’t find it anywhere. And I feel kind of bad about this, because it’s a freelance market that I used to write for quite frequently, and then sort of fell away from, and this is sort of my big return, and I don’t want to screw it up.
I’m hopefully going to keep cleaning up the apartment, which — given my schedule this week — is going to happen in fits and starts. Hopefully, I will find the book soon.
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