Grrrawr!

[altivo]

I knew this week would be bad. Gary's in a funk over his final paper, which he insists isn't good enough. I can't really help him much because I've never been able to quite grasp the point of some of that stuff. He's been doing it for as long as I've known him, so he must have a much better idea of what it's about than I could possibly come up with.

Farrier coming in the morning to work in this bitter cold, which seems dubious but it's his choice. In the past he has postponed when the date fell in these conditions.

Pulled in multiple directions at work, none of them likely to be very productive I'm afraid.

And tomorrow we have that drive to Bloomington, three hours each way I think, to meet the adoptive candidate. I so hope that works out. It will be the single best thing to happen to Gary in months I suspect, maybe longer. All signs suggest it will be right. If it's not, though, he's going to be despondent I fear.

Enough, to bed.

Comments

[avon-deer.livejournal.com]

It's just the Winter blues I think. When January is over, it will all seem like it's picking up.

[hrrunka]

It does sound a bit frenetic. I hope it all works out well. Good luck.

[(Anonymous)]

*paw-hugs* I certainly hope all goes well. Everyone is different, of course ... my life is not complete for a number of reasons, the absence of a canine companion is a very noticeable void among them.

— Chibiabos