Busy, busy, busier

Life really has sped up during the past couple of weeks.

And I mean in both my personal and professional life.

It is almost like someone is trying to get everything done before I leave (in 36 days) for my Florida vacation get away.

It seems there is something to do every minute of every day--and the projects only get more and more important.

But . . .

I can smell the humid, salty air blowing off the ocean in my mind, and as I check into my happy place--the stress of the last hour melts away. And I reconnect with what really matters.

Another day--another mini-crisis, another opportunity to excel.

I think I see light at the end of the tunnel and I'm pretty sure it's not the headlamp of the on-coming train.

It's Friday party time. Yeah. And I know it's five o'clock somewhere.