90 Days

I chop up my year into four quarters but instead of going off the traditional fiscal year, I mark the beginning and end with a birthday. Yesterday was January 23rd meaning I have 90 days until I turn 34. I have lots of things I’d like to accomplish by April 23rd.

The past few weeks have been very challenging for reasons I can’t readily discuss. Not suprisingly, I’ve got a terrible cold and am now up at 6am on a Saturday waiting for my antihistamines, decongestants and pain killers to kick in. It is that awful dead zone type cold where you don’t feel absolutely terrible but as the insomnia starts to mount you feel worse and worse and you sleep with your mouth open so you’re always dried out. I think Ron is getting the cold as well now.

Working a lot these days, taking the laptop home to put in a few extra hours each night.

My first video debuted to applause at our Friday meeting and the blog readers seem to be enjoying it.

The cats are restless this morning. Ron is tossing and turning in bed as he gets a bit more sick.

I’m hoping some gym time in a few hours will help move things around in the internals.