We had a few loose ends, and some narrative threading, but the big parts were there. I went back to my desk and finished my section up and sent it to our boss. My part was 30 pages long. Like a big research report. Actually it is a big research report. A lot of what we had to do was find pieces of information scattered throughout pretty much everything, and pull it into a cohesive narrative.
I don't think I mentioned the other day that the urgency with this was that we thought we had until August to turn our report in, but overlooked that we had to submit a substantial preliminary report back in October. We noticed that we had missed this big thing a week ago Friday, and called to see what could be done. They gave us until tomorrow to get it all in.
The great thing about our team is that when our boss came and told us, we all said, "what do we need to do to get it in?" and we did it.
A third of the flat surface of my desk where I was working. The other two-thirds were stacked high with documents I needed to reference, etc. I love that I have so much space to work with, even though I am in a cramped cubicle.
One thing that escaped me in all this is that next week is the end of the semester. I was kind of surprised by that. Once I was done with my report, I had to write a bunch of questions for Wednesday's test, and will have to write a bunch more for the final next Monday. Plus all the other stuff I need to do, but at least I know what needs to be done. That's always a plus.
In photography class on Saturday, we looked at everyone's portfolios from our trip. It was pretty cool to see how people approached the assignments, and came up with wildly different and unique ways to describe the landscape in photographs. I was pleased with how my stiff turned out, and felt like I was challenged to go beyond my comfort zone, which was my objective. Next fall's trip is over on the east side of the Sierras at Mono Lake, and I am hoping I can go.
Somewhere in all this I started and finished another book--The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman. I liked it a lot. Now I am starting a book by Carl Hiaasen. I have two books lined up to go after this one. Whee!