Once you warned me that if you scorned me I'd sing the maiden's prayer again, and wish that you were there again, to get into my hair again; it never entered my mind...

Well, my sister's coming. On Monday, in all likelihood. It was touch and go for a while, but she was finally offered the summer job at my company again this year. There's a new guy in charge of the specific department in which she'll be working and he was hemming and hawing about his need for resources--how many, etc.

The freelance work I'm hoping for is still a distinct possibility; that is to say, I am still in the running. There are a few other competitors. I have until Monday to turn in a revised sample of my work to score the gig. To that end, I went to the library this morning to check out some resources that will help me do a credible job. I wish I didn't have to be so vague, but it's a ghost writing scenario, so I don't want to say too much.

Either way, I have a feeling more money is coming my way. I keep dreaming of a windfall of cash...