Friday, July 9, 2010

Slogging It Out

It really is a race now.

Trying to make it on the road to my Florida vacation while keeping all the juggled balls in the air long enough to get out of town.

Some of the stuff, I just don't want to deal with--like the power steering problem with the truck. It needs to go to the shop--but, it will wait until I get back.

Other stuff--needs to get done, like the preparation and the packing.

And then there are the outliers--like buying a new sprinkler because the old one broke. Who is going to water the lawn while we are gone? And I wanted to rent a tank of air to do a dive gear check-out. Maybe Saturday because I still have to retrieve Chris's repaired face mask.

And work has turned into a nightmare of its own--strings of meetings that yesterday lasted until 5:30 pm and start all over today with a road-trip meeting which will devour the better part of an already busy Friday. Monday and Tuesday present themselves as more of the same with equally as long out of the office meetings.

And this is July--the pace is supposed to ease a bit as the action and task generators begin to slip out on vacation.

All I know is that when I hit the front door of the house in the evening I force my mind to go blank--but it doesn't.

Like the journey of a thousand miles beginning with a single step--I will continue to put one foot in front of the other and by slogging through one shuffle step at a time, it will all get done. Mostly.

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