I intend to do a little bit more about BEA and what it was like, but at the moment, I'm once again in my omnipresent state of tiredness. Not that it's a bad thing to be tired at 10 pm at night.... just that it's earlier than I'm usually tired, and I did want to try kniting a sock today.
Anyway, I've had a couple of good-sounding resumes for interns come my way, and I've come to the inescapable conclusion that I must clean my house, before I can interview anyone. Not only because my office is currently a mess (although, the offices of most literary agents are a mess), but because my pile of slush is threatening to eat my kitchen alive. And Chris is still ripping wallpaper off in the dining room, so altogether, we're in a lovely state of disarray.
I toyed with the idea of getting a cleaning service to come in, for a one-time thing, but then I came to the conclusion that most of the mess is clutter and slush. So I'd end up having to do most of it myself anyway, even if there was someone to dust and vacuum.
Be forewarned that I'm going to take part of each work day to buckle down and get some cleaning done because I desperately need that intern... =)
And because this is a largely boring post about me needing to clean my home and office, let's talk about *your* homes and offices. Do they ever get into wonderful states of mess? How do you deal with it? Have you ever been tempted to hire someone to come in and do it for you? And how many of you have been scarred by childhood experiences of being made to clean unpleasant things, like toilets?