*peek*

I can't decide if I'm at the point where a tiny little hop will let me see over the rubble I'm still clearing, or if I'm just digging myself out of the hole, but either way, the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel exists.  I can even see a glimmer deep down in the coal mines where I am.

As you know, Bob, a minor clusterfuck of Gilli-esque proportions has landed me with someone else's work and I have been juggling both my usual workload (which is already substantial, thanks, because someone didn't bother to hire new people when previous staff left/quit/fled the premises; they just gave me their jobs despite the fact that I already have one) and the new workload and trying to close off some pressing deadlines in the midst of major instrumental failures.  Apparently (as has been pointed out to me today), my productivity increases proportionally with increasing degrees of clusterfuckness, because I closed off several overdue projects (originally not mine), will turn in work several days early (my own projects), sorted out repairs on several pieces of instrumentation, and wrote a program to mine and extract data for a colleague who couldn't figure out how to do it himself.

And that's this week.

The good news is that I'm almost at the point where I can return to my Regularly Scheduled Program.  I won't have to maintain Stupid Hours anymore and can actually come home and zone out for a half hour before getting bored with the zoning out and reaching for the laptop to start writing (which is what usually happens) again.

The better news is that, I'm also almost done with the HS_Merlin fic, at which point it will go to my beta reader who will hopefully not throttle me.  Not that she would.  But it might accidentally happen, because I've been teasing her with snippets, but now she'll get the WHOLE THING.

The awful news is, I have a migraine and want to die.