I am currently in the middle of a 14 hour webinar. I am learning how to properly navigate a database that was created by a NASA rocket scientist who thought it would be fun to teach liberal arts majors how to slowly go insane.
It is exactly as awesome as it sounds.
I have barricaded myself in my office with the door shut. I told my colleagues that if they needed to reach me they could email me, like a lifeline of sorts. What I failed to mention, however, is that if I do not emerge from my office later this afternoon, they may want to come in to check on me. My brain may have exploded, and in that case, yuck.
Squats, lunges, jumping jacks and peanut butter all help to move this along.
So, Memorial Day Weekend. I hope yours was stupendous! Mine was completely wonderful. Every weekend should be a three-day weekend, especially in the summer. I played some ping pong, planted flowers, attempted to hit a few balls at the driving range, hosted a block party, celebrated a birthday and ate some frozen yogurt. I went to bed last night smelling like a campfire, slightly sunburned, totally wiped out and full of s'mores. I would call that summer perfection.
What did you do? Does your hair smell like smoke this morning? Are you licking marshmallows off of your elbow? Is your skin the color of a tomato? Are your flowers planted? Garden weeded? Are you well-rested? Totally worn out? Did you put a few miles on your car? Your bicycle? Your running shoes? Your credit card?
Feel free to comment more than once. It's just me and some guy named Andrew and 26 other people trying to plow through this material without actually losing IQ points.
Or, if you are in the neighborhood and want to drop off some coffee, I will open my door for you.