it was a very good year

After a lazy, rainy day, I drove over to S & F's place to dine on a delicious risotto, paired with a 1979 Bordeaux. There was a moment of silence, followed by laughter when I realized that I was sipping a wine that was bottled the year I was born. A warm summer evening, good food, great wine, fantastic company...

hiding under a blanket

Sometimes it's overwhelming just realizing how much there is to do in so little time.

Juggling two full time jobs and managing resources for both is taking its toll. While it's been an exciting challenge, I'm beginning to realize how unrealistic it is to hold down both and maintain my sanity. Reality can be tough to swallow. As much as I think I can handle the pressure, I'm coming to the distinct realization that I'm only one man and can only do so much given 24 hours in a single day. Between deadlines, travel, and accounting for how others fit into my competing demands, it really feels like I have each limb tied to a different horse and they're pulling in four different directions.

Sometimes it's just easier to hide under a blanket, if even for a few minutes, just to collect my thoughts and take a deep breath before emerging from a figurative 'time-out' and saying to myself, "bring it on!"