Confused. Lost. Angry. Frustrated. Directionless.
Maybe it’s the anniversary. Maybe it’s today’s news. Maybe it’s all of that and more.
It’s a roller coaster. Some long-term battles have been won. Some decisions and deadlines are coming like a runaway freight train.
What to do?
Take a deep breath. Pause. Nothing needs to be done this second. Let the gut unclench a bit. A memory comes. A piece of advice, shining dimly through the fog of confusion like the most distant of beacons.
“First – do no harm.”
So instead of angst & fog and confusion, let’s share some pictures from our Sunday BBQ. It was a nice gathering. There were some old favorites and some new adventures on the grill. The gas held out juuuuuuuuust long enough to finish.
It all came out well, even the adventures. More experimentation and experience is needed on the tri-tip. Practice, practice, practice.
The season started to the sacred BBQ vestments were brought out of storage. I was having a good time…
…and not thinking about fog. Or the news. Or decisions.
Somewhere in the middle is a path.
Somewhere in the fog.