It's 6:30 on Saturday morning. Normally, I'd be drinking a wonderful cup of coffee and mapping out a strategy to enjoy my day. But today I have an 8:00 am to 4:00 pm meeting with with a client....a new board orientation event, so, I'm not going to waste my time making coffee. It would have the effect of making my brain associate good coffee with a dull, long, drawn-out day. I like my coffee too much to allow that to happen.

It's not particularly onerous, this meeting, but it's SATURDAY and I'd rather not, thank you. So, I'm not feeling particularly charitable toward clients at the moment.

I need to be out looking for a new ceiling fan to replace the one that the maid service broke. We hired them to do a one-time super-cleaning of the house...and they broke two blades off a ceiling fan in the process. I'd buy replacement blades if I could find them, but since the fan is from the mid 1970s, I suspect the search would turn into a wild goose chase.

OK, time to shower, shave, and trudge off into the damp morning air. Dammit.