Last night I was giddy with celebration as I got Fat Man out the door. Six weeks of little or no sleep coming to an end and the official start of summer.

Of course it was too good to be true as I got the frantic phone call from the client this morning. It appears they forgot to include a title in the catalog meaning the bulk of the thing had to be repaginated (never mind the art revisions and content). No use grumbling - just getting it done although I could’ve used another 20 hours of sleep.

Yesterday it occurred to me when you do a good job it’s usually not noticed because doing a good job means there aren’t any problems - when you f**k up though, watch out, everyone notices that (because everything is flying).

I’ve got to find a way to accentuate my successes and minimize my failures, not an easy thing to do in our society.