Well, it was a week, all right.

After hounding Admin over and over to finish up the Fin sites and get those people on their way, we’re nearly there– no perks for me though, since it was all crazy cell phone badgering him while running around town trying to round up some new paying clients from last year’s leads.

The problem is that anyone with money is feeling fat and happy with their fat bonuses arriving this month and don’t really care what anyone else thinks.

Hello? Wall Street? Everyone else in the universe thinks you cheat and doesn’t see how your seven figure bonus benefits the economy enough to justify bailing you out with taxpayer guarantees. So let’s prove that trickle down works and hire a hot PR person to square up your image!

And businesses who do need me are playing it cautious when it comes to new expenditures, so instead of cozying up to Admin in a warm Starbucks while he works my sites and knowing my mortgage is getting paid, I’ve been pounding the pavement like an out-of-work actress trying to keep my prospects warm and channels open.

At least the Fin web project is working, sort of– we’ve been getting some interesting input from readers and (apparently) some clients returning to the restaurant in curiosity after finding the blogs on Google– someone even picked up one of the books Chef mentioned on his blog, read it and then came in for lunch to talk about it.

At least he wasn’t smashing up some kids’ toys at the time, and was able to come out for a friendly conversation and good client bonding moment– so Georgina told me.

More on this later, I’ve got to get to the gym and back before the big game today– go Jets!– and I want to write about that too.