Return

I'm back in the land of the living after being submerged in client work since Tuesday. This client's big annual event is over and, with relatively few and mostly hidden glitches, was successful. I'm getting too old to be hard at work by 6:00 am and go at it at 100% until 6:00 pm or later. Particularly when it involves moving heavy boxes, dealing with a few very stupid and obnoxious people, and ignoring other work for clients for which I have much greater respect and admiration.

I rented a monster cargo van and hauled about 2,200 pounds of boxes with me to Houston. Most of the cargo was left there, but I had to bring a couple of hundred pounds of stuff back in the van. I took the meeting detritus to the office this morning, had breakfast with my wife at a restaurant near my office, then returned the van to the rental company.

I did leave something else in Houston, though. I left my Blackberry Pearl cell phone. It disappeared on Friday afternoon, never to be seen again. I have no idea where it might have gone. I've cancelled my service and will now have to ante up for a new one, which holds no appeal to me...none in the least. In the meantime, I am realzing how I depended on the phone, though I didn't use it much. It was more an insurance policy and "blankie" that was my lifeline to the rest of the world. How utterly revolting!


My sister moved to a new apartment in her building yesterday, but because I was driving the monster van, I chose not to go visit her and help her. I did not want to spend any more time in city traffic than I had to, so I opted to pack up and leave the moment I could. I was hoping for 12 or 1 pm, but that was optimistic. I ended up leaving about 2:45 pm, but I still got to Dallas while it was light and then went out to eat dinner with my wife.