Too Nice Outside
Beautiful day, but since I got my swim in this morning, I’m inside trying to be good. Trying to be disciplined. Trying to be professional. But no one I’m trying to reach is reachable. No one’s returned my calls since yesterday morning. I think it’s a conspiracy. They’re going to bury me in a deluge of voice- and e-mail tomorrow morning while BorgHealth has me strapped to the table for the ‘scoping. What a way to end the week.