divine angst

I suddenly find myself with an overwhelming amount of work to do.

A friend of mine recently got a new job with a startup and this startup hasn’t put a lot of effort into marketing. As in, their website is deplorable. Really. I’ve done work for him before, at his last job, and he’s a smart guy with an eye for things that are ugly and things that are pretty (yes, he’s gay) so he’s asked me to bid a redesign of their entire website.

Which is sweet, because a) it’s nice, creative, rewarding work and b) I need the cash.

Then he asked me if I’d also consider submitting a redesign of their logo. (Apparently the one they use was purchased from a clipart site. I somehow don’t think they also purchased permissions to use it on their marketing materials.) Since logos aren’t really my thing, I said I would give it a whirl but couldn’t promise anything really awesome. He said that wasn’t a problem, and that they’d still want me to redesign the website.

So all this happened and I, essentially, forgot about it. I knew I wouldn’t be able to do anything till the weekend, so it just left my mind entirely.

So I’m just remembering this stuff as I prepare to leave work for Happy Hour.

And now, I guess, I have to sit down tomorrow and (whimper) dredge through the baby-puke colored website that’s currently up and figure out how to make it better. I’m going to have to build it new from the ground up, I’m sure. But I also promised my dad that Mr. Angst and I would drive to Nearby City where he lives and have dinner with him tomorrow night. (We’ll also be enjoying the company of my almost-became-a-priest cousin and his fiancee, both of whom are lovely people, but I’m pretty convinced the cousin thinks I’m a heathen.) And I need to clean, and do laundry. And I just started a new book that I’m really interested in.

I guess I’m just being whiny because I don’t really want to spend Saturday and Sunday working, I want to spend it relaxing. I know, I know—my reward comes in the form of cash!—but it still makes me whiny.