Blustery

In more ways than one.

I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to how freakin’ windy it can get up here.

On a day when I was already getting rocked from side to side pretty well in the deadlines & work demands sense, I went out at lunch for a quick doctor’s visit. Nothing serious, routine, but (as usual) a bit on the annoying side. I’m sure they all mean well, but cut me some freakin’ slack! I’m old and tired!

Just about the time that dinner finished and I was really, REALLY hoping to sit on my ass for the evening watching some sports thing or the other, the “emergency” phone call came from further up the corporate ladder and it was time to be a miracle worker again. I did it, that’s why I get the big bucks I guess, but I would have been happier falling asleep in front of the television with some ice cream.