Ever wonder what it's like working full-time on a project like AXANAR--what we really do? If so, here's your chance to peek behind the curtain... My Today (which is representative of most days): *Out of bed at 6:45. Squeeze and smooch on Boomer, pour some caffeine, then check for any urgent Axanar emails, messages, missed calls, or posts that require immediate attention. (There's more of this than you might imagine, and since I'm not known for giving one-word answers-- ;) --it takes a while. ) *Get ready for the day. Gather all my stuff, make a protein shake for the road, then relent and play with Boomer some more. (Those dreamy blue eyes of his, that winsome meow... RESISTANCE is FUTILE!!!) FurryInspiration2 Boomer... my Furry Inspiration *Hop in the car and brave traffic to head up to the office/studio, making a big detour to pick up an order of special Axanar shirts we'll be wearing at cons. (My new shirt guy is AWESOME. We bonded the day before--when I made the same trip to drop off the blank goods--over our mutual love of cats and the removal of cat fur from clothing with tape. ) *Arrive at office. Discuss internal matters with Jarrod, the Stage Manager. Chat with Dean, the Construction Coordinator, about progress, staffing, and life. Get to work on more emails, respond to Facebook posts and messages, and answer Kickstarter messages. Print out all of the orders (store, retro donations, and Paypal donations) that have come in since the previous day. Color-code everything, and file in appropriate binders. Take some Tylenol. Eat a protein bar for lunch (while answering donor emails). *Log into the PRELUDE BackerKit, and find that the BackerKit guy has fixed an issue which (frustratingly) wouldn't allow me to print more than one set of postage per donor, before. Go dig out another case of CDs from the warehouse, and more shipping boxes from Shipping Central. Rock on with my bad self, getting the rest of the domestic CDs ready to ship. CDshipping Domestic PRELUDE "Lieutenant" CDs... on their way! *Throw all the packages into a jumbo box and head to the post office. Lug the heavy box in and plead with the guy behind the secret door to just take them out of my hands; he, thankfully, complies. *Race off to a doctor's appointment... to sit and wait. Then, back to the office, to collect my cell phone from where I'd left it on the bathroom sink. (Ergh. I'm clearly losing my mind.) *Rush-hour traffic home. Pet Boomer. Answer emails and messages. Take more Tylenol. *Change into workout clothes and hop on treadmill. Alternate reading and dealing with Axanar IMs for the next 45 minutes. Deskathome Be it ever so humble... *Play with Boomer. Shower. Fix a sandwich, and sit down at computer... to attack yet more emails, messages, etc. Write up a couple of action plans for current projects. Do some counts and compile another list. Consult with internal staff on the status of other projects. (Wonder, meanwhile, as I'm typing with one hand and holding sandwich with the other, if this is all a wee-tad bit obsessive.) *Discuss projects with Alec for the next three-plus hours (as we each balance our laptops--that's modern life, for you, eh?). Take a break to brush and pay homage to Boomer. (No, really, it IS a two-person job.) More discussions about Axanar. *Look at clock and see that it's already almost 11:30pm... and we're STILL working... and realize that tomorrow is another day. Peace, love, & Axanar, y'all... :)