It has been quite week if I only count these past two days. The worst thing about being a consultant is the hurry up and wait. There’s the hurry: hurry to find a gig, hurry to submit your costs. Then there’s the wait: wait for a response to see if your price is too high. It’s a bit nerve-wracking. I’m in waiting mode right now. I have an opportunity to work on a 3 month project, but I submitted my stuff on Friday, so of course, I haven’t heard a thing back. I could use the work, but I don’t want to work for too little money.

I’ve been feeding the neighbors cats for the past couple of days. It’s not so bad, but they have to be fed twice a day. My cats are grazers. I leave out food and water, and they eat whenever they feel like it. I have skinny cats. The neighbor’s cats are pigs. They are already kind of large, so they require food rationing. I’m waiting for them to get back so I can give them their key.

I’m a bit stuck on what to write–again. I’d love to write about being single and those I date and have dated. However, some of them read this blog. I really don’t need emails or phone calls asking why I wrote whatever I wrote. A blog is no place to air the conversations you should be having directly with the person involved anyway.