What is about deadlines and important events that make you get sick? Missed Miscon for Chickenpox. I mean really. The end of the school year and my son brings them home now? Couldn't wait a week or two? Seriously? And now as my deadline dangles two weeks away, I've got something else. I feel like CRAAAAAAP! Queasy. Headachey. But here's the worst part. Running a low temp. Have been for awhile now. Between about 96 and 97.5. What the freak is that about? I feel super cold, then super hot, and back and forth like a pinball.
Got up at 9:30, ate something, promptly felt worse, went back to bed until 2:00, and have been up for 2.5 hours now. Ate some yogurt and then a little bread and my stomach is considering whether the two should be allowed to stay in the pool or get booted. I'm hoping for staying, but only because puking is so disgusting and should at least be preceded by drink and fun and plenty of both.
In the meantime, I've started in on my proofs. So far they are looking good. I'm adding a couple of lines to the acknowledgements page--to the effect of come to the website for maps because duh, they aren't in the book. And I think people will want them.
Proofs, by the way, are essentially the typeset pages. Making changes can be very bad. If you take out a word, it seriously dominoes. Adding words is worse. The idea is that you should take out as many as you put in. Luckily, on the acknowledgements page, there is room for additions without creating havoc, so I'm hoping it will not be a problem.
The rest of the job is to check for typos and other problems. I found one place I needed to change on account of a WTF? I mean, everywhere but here in the book I say something completely different. I should make this coherent with all the rest of the info.
And now back to work. Still haven't seen PotC3. I already know in advance that my local theater cuts of the credits before the end. So I'll already be pissed about that. But I really am looking forward to it. Now to get healthy, get a babysitter, and oh, yeah, get words onto the paper so I'm not completely distracted by guilt.
What are you doing this weekend?
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