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Of all the things in this world, my mind is the thing I miss the most.

It’s an old saying, one that tends to be incredibly apropos to me most days. If its not struggling with an anxiety issue, it’s balancing my school load. At the moment, I am taking 2 classes per each 6 week summer semester. Spanish happens to be one of those two classes and learning a foreign language in a span that short… well, I’m sure you can guess what a watermelon looks like after you shove it through a whole the size of a lemon. It’s kind of the same concept, but instead of a watermelon, it’s language. Lot’s and lot’s of language.

If it’s not that, it’s making sure that I am spending quality time with my wife. That tends to be difficult. Maybe not how you think, but… let me explain. No, that will take too long, let me summarize*. Continue reading Balancing Act…

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Putting it Off…

There’s work to be done,

I’m very sure of that,

As I take off my coat and hang up my hat.

I sit at my desk,

I straighten my tie,

I stare at the screen and ask myself ‘Why?’

Why did I put it off,

Adding more for today?

Procrastination always gets in the way.

I don’t think I’ll finish,

Or meet my deadlines,

The boss will surely yell, the blame is all mine.

I hang my head low,

Put my palms to my face,

And pray a silent prayer and beg for some grace.

Taking a deep breath,

And holding it in.

I grab hold of my work and just… dive in.

What a day…

I wake up at 6 am. I decide to hit the gym in the hotel only to discover that it was closed because of a MRSA outbreak. Ok, bad planning on my part, so, instead, I headed back up to the room, take a shower, which is lukewarm at best, then shave and get ready for my meeting at 8:30 am.

As I get ready, I look at my watch and decide I have plenty of time before I have to head out so I start to go through my notes. As I do, I discover that one of my contracts is missing. A quick call to the office and that should fix that problem. Just hope someone is there and can email it to me and then I’ll just print it out on my portable printer. Which runs out of ink halfway through. Great, delays. I check my watch again.

7:10. Continue reading What a day…