me: A Blog

My house is a mess. How can that be? I haven't lived in it for almost a month. My 8-pound cat has been here, but how she could wreak this much havoc, I have no idea. So - to clean or not to clean? That is the question. I am home for five days before I take off for 10. What does the gambler in me do? Live in a mess for five more days knowing in 16 I will come home to a HUGE mess to clean? Or do I clean tomorrow to live relatively tranquilly for four days knowing I'll have another mess on my hands when I return, but that the mess I'll return to if I clean will be less heinous than the one I would have if I just sat around on my butt all day tomorrow. Decisions, decisions. I am going to clean tomorrow, but even pretending for a minute I could handle living this way for another week is a bit freeing. Seriously, Simba and I won't have company this week. No one will ever know I need to dust and vacuum. No one will know before I can vacuum I will need to move the su...

I am finally enjoying peace and quiet. It's been a long haul planning this conference - more than a year - but the event went swimmingly. We took care of more than 440 people in Jackson and I don't think there were any curve balls thrown that we didn't have an idea were coming. Today is the first day in a long time where everything I've thought about, done or knew I had to do was for the conference in Jackson. Now what? My priorities are now allowed to go back to normal. That could be interesting; I'm not sure what they are anymore. I have a real job I haven't done for some time. At least two months. Heaven only knows what I'll find after I clean the cobwebs from my office. There are exercises to be done, articles to write, staff to supervise, projects to complete (or should I say "start") and I feel like I have no idea where to begin.