I am pleased to report that I continue to be a sad trial to the staff at the local jewelry store's repair counter. Despite which, I now have a temporary magnetic clasp* on the full-moon necklace Steve gave me for my birthday and can therefore put it on and take it off my own self.
Today, I've made one needed phone call; have thus far successfully avoided making the second; printed out a contract, signed it and sealed it into its envelope, and taken a pair of jeans to the local seamstress to have them hemmed (I can't remember the last time I had to have a pair of pants taken up. It may actually have been Never.)
Still to do: that vexed phone call, and a few fixes to "The Gift of Music," so that it can be sent along to the editor. Also, Steve and I worked out a short story over breakfast. Mind you, we very much need to NOT be writing a short story at this particular moment in time, but...you take your fun when it comes, I guess.
A reminder for folks local to Waterville, Maine: Steve and I will be giving a talk tomorrow (Saturday, September 14) at 9:30 a.m. at the Waterville Public Library as part of the festivities attending Cirque du Geek.
And now, I guess I'd better make that blasted phone call.
*Temporary because the goldsmith is on vacation and there is no one else in the store qualified to handle a soldering iron. So the magnets are attached by rings, but the rings are only pinched shut, not soldered shut. I'm directed to come back "in a week or two" to have the soldering done.