I’ve successfully managed to avoid working weekends since I started this job full-time, a little over two years ago. (Yes, that’s too long, I know. Shut up.) But I’m here today, once again reformating book chapters to match the publisher’s guidelines. Which was tough enough when I thought that’s actually what my boss wanted. But the thing is, I’ll occasionally show him how it’s going or tell him what the publisher wants, and he’ll say, “oh, we don’t need to do that.” So I’ll go back and change it again. I won’t double-space tables, or I’ll leave some tabs set as they are, and I’ll basically try to find some happy medium between rewriting the whole damn thing and ignoring the guidelines altogether. Except there is no happy medium. There’s just a medium that’s had me in the office for an hour and a half now on a Saturday morning.

I don’t know if anyone’s going to be happy with this version of the book chapters.