Deadlines loom, but they're well in hand. I've got a major project for my real estate broker which is almost done. I'm nervous about the trip to visit the client, however. I'm sure it will go okay, but I'll feel better once the day is done. There's also smaller projects to look after, but I remind myself that I'm working productively at the task that I love doing, and it's helping to pay the bills. And so, in truth, I don't mind.
Work continues slowly but surely on the full rewrite of The Night Girl. I passed the 7,000 word mark earlier this week. It's still too early to tell where things are going, but the character of Perpetua is still vibrant, and intriguing possibilities await. I look forward to pushing further on this project later this month.
My latest column for the Kitchener Post is now online, discussing my troubles with Onterra Farms. I see that my original letter of complaint is already marching up the Google search list, and I've already heard back from others who are in the same boat. If more people do what I'm doing, perhaps this will help us all get some redress.
Finally, I'm pleased to announce that there's been more material added at Transit Toronto. If you've ever wondered at the history of TTC service on Bathurst Street in Toronto, well, wonder no more. I really have to thank Jeffrey Kay and Pete Coulman for putting a heck of a lot of work into this research. This sort of thing might not be of interest to many of you readers, but it's still a piece of history, and I'm proud that my transit site has it (and others) well covered.
Anyway, it's getting late, so I'll leave things here.
P.S. I thought I'd share this Facebook post from Erin, which is a hoot:
The women's magazine I'm paging through has a sidebar on "the weirdest thing you've ever said to your children," which includes such entries as "I told them to go to their room when they were already IN their room!"
That's not even close to the top of the list of things I've said to the kids TODAY. Just this morning, I said "It's against the rules to put the wombat in your pants."