I think, “Oh man, I wish I could count on a set number of phone calls per day, because then I could say ‘29 phone calls left!’” or something.  But the best I can do is say “That’s one less phone call until I never have to answer phones again!” 

By which I really mean something more like “That’s one less phone call until my thirty-to-sixty-day hiatus from answering phones begins!”  Because honestly, if I have to answer phones in Chicago in order to stay in Chicago, I’ll do it, since I’ve gotten really good at pretending to really want to talk to whoever is on the other end (I think) or at least that I don’t feel resentment bubbling inside me every time somebody calls me “sweetie.” Or “honey.”  Or “hon.”  Or “dear,” all of which have been happening with greater frequency than usual of late.  Blech.

Anyway.  Three and a half days (approximately) left of answering an undetermined number of phone calls!