My parents’ visit came to an end too soon.
And I don’t say this just because on more than one occasion they picked up the tab for dinner or because my mother scrubbed out my refrigerator (Yes, I know I mentioned this before. Sue me). I miss their presence. Their witty conversation. The fact that they love me and encourage me to pursue my new career goal. s remain as usual.
Since my last posting, I had one interpreting gig, which went OK. I can’t remember if I wore the Pantsuit of Justice or if I managed to assemble some other Outfit of Justice that was more appropriate for the weather.
And in other news…it has been suggested that I acquire a webcam in order to do remote interpreting. I am going to look into that.