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The frustrations of little things
Mar. 19th, 2006 06:30 pmYesterday it was warmish with clear skies and I had illusions that the weather might be turning, but today it's chilly again -- although clear and dry enough that I got the lawn mowed. I felt an overwhelming urge to go to IKEA and pick up a couple of the pieces of furniture that will be part of my big interior reorganization plan, but the new furniture is something like step 10 in the process, so it would mean having boxes of unassembled furniture sitting in a corner of my bedroom until the rest of the process catches up with it. And it's not like I don't have other projects to work on in the mean time. Grump.
I saw the lawyer Friday afternoon about the partnership dissolution and ended up giving him a retainer. In my heart of hearts, I'm not entirely convinced we need a lawyer for this step, but other people who ought to know better say we do. When I asked him what we were getting in his estimated 6 or 7 hours worth of work he ran through a list of steps in the process that sounded perfectly reasonable -- I'm just not sure we need to have a lawyer standing in line at government offices to register paperwork ... at umpty ump an hour.
I haven't heard back from the tax consultant people yet about my e-mail query. I probably should have phoned them on Friday rather than waiting to hear back by e-mail, but I was maxing out on the number of extracurricular things I could fit into a work day.
Had lunch yesterday with egoldberg. We talked about his plans for a graduate program, work environments, communication styles and techniques, and that peculiar organism that is fannish society. Then he came back to my place to pick up some copies of Julia Ecklar's Dreamer songbook for some of his CD customers. We took the opportunity to do quality control on all 4 boxes and ended up only tossing a dozen or so for stains or other irretrievable problems. I'd never gotten around to going through them when I took delivery a couple years ago. At least -- unlike the Songbook Pushers I don't have to check every single page for collation errors. I still have the whole batch of those from when I cleaned out the stock that Tales from the White Hart still had a year and a half ago that I have to go through page by page, and then see what I can put together in the way of whole books from the defective copies. Now, if only I can get one more xerox box worth of stock into the closet, I'll no longer have Harpy Publications inventory sitting around out in the office. And, of course, I really need to do all the paperwork to get Harpy Publications back on an official legal standing so I can start turning inventory in to income again. Well, one set of legal/bureaucratic wrangles at a time.
Went off last night to see V for Vendetta. Enjoyable -- and I say that as someone who gets bored easily with blow-'em-up/blow-'em-away movies. For a comic book movie, the violence was quite restrained and kept to plot-essential stuff. One comment that I'll put behind a cut because it's a very minor spoiler. ( Read more... )
I saw the lawyer Friday afternoon about the partnership dissolution and ended up giving him a retainer. In my heart of hearts, I'm not entirely convinced we need a lawyer for this step, but other people who ought to know better say we do. When I asked him what we were getting in his estimated 6 or 7 hours worth of work he ran through a list of steps in the process that sounded perfectly reasonable -- I'm just not sure we need to have a lawyer standing in line at government offices to register paperwork ... at umpty ump an hour.
I haven't heard back from the tax consultant people yet about my e-mail query. I probably should have phoned them on Friday rather than waiting to hear back by e-mail, but I was maxing out on the number of extracurricular things I could fit into a work day.
Had lunch yesterday with egoldberg. We talked about his plans for a graduate program, work environments, communication styles and techniques, and that peculiar organism that is fannish society. Then he came back to my place to pick up some copies of Julia Ecklar's Dreamer songbook for some of his CD customers. We took the opportunity to do quality control on all 4 boxes and ended up only tossing a dozen or so for stains or other irretrievable problems. I'd never gotten around to going through them when I took delivery a couple years ago. At least -- unlike the Songbook Pushers I don't have to check every single page for collation errors. I still have the whole batch of those from when I cleaned out the stock that Tales from the White Hart still had a year and a half ago that I have to go through page by page, and then see what I can put together in the way of whole books from the defective copies. Now, if only I can get one more xerox box worth of stock into the closet, I'll no longer have Harpy Publications inventory sitting around out in the office. And, of course, I really need to do all the paperwork to get Harpy Publications back on an official legal standing so I can start turning inventory in to income again. Well, one set of legal/bureaucratic wrangles at a time.
Went off last night to see V for Vendetta. Enjoyable -- and I say that as someone who gets bored easily with blow-'em-up/blow-'em-away movies. For a comic book movie, the violence was quite restrained and kept to plot-essential stuff. One comment that I'll put behind a cut because it's a very minor spoiler. ( Read more... )
