Iím counting on things working out the way theyíre supposed to. Iím depending on people to come through with what they promised. If they donít, Iím sunk. If it doesnít happen that way, then all the good I did myself today is wasted.
Sure, it was a Monday, but I canít do anything, work-wise, until tomorrow, when I get a supply of checks to write. Itís one thing to have bills to pay and enough money in the bank to pay them. Itís quite another thing to let those bills pile up, unpaid, while you wait for the bank to print checks. There was a mix-up with the order, but Iíve been promised (promised!) that Iíll have those checks in my hand tomorrow.
And that means that Iíll be massively busy the rest of the week. I have a lot of catching up to do, and it all starts with this weekís very important payroll run. Once the bills are paid, they have to be recorded and the invoices filed and all manner of other busywork that will keep me from taking a breath until at least Friday.
So I took advantage of the lull today by finishing my Christmas shopping. I ran into Mom at the mall; she was finishing her shopping, too. Five days left, but those days will be jam-packed with tedious trifles, so I had to get it done today. If not for the lack of checks, I might not have had a chance to finish at all. Funny how those things work.