feast or famine

I have one more week of work, and then I have to hope something else materializes. I'll finish the article by Monday, finish at Mills on Monday, finish the copyediting by Friday. And then Saturday is my birthday, and the next weekend Adam and I are going out of town. And then I need to find something else. Of course, these projects seem to pile up on each other, and then there's just a trickle. What I need is another part-time gig to smooth the edges and get me out of the house.