Here I sit at my desk in the office, just waiting until it’s my turn to go give a presentation to one of our customers. They flew in this morning and our company is giving them the full-on tour of all of the facilities as well as the full-blown product design and development review over two full days. I am dressed up. I know they are going to be running late, and I wouldn’t be surprised if they ask me to either give the 5-minute overview (my prezzie is an hour and 45 minutes long!) or present first thing tomorrow morning (which I don’t think will happen because they have a plant tour at 8am).
Anyway, here I wait, so I think I’ll write an entry.
So. What’s going on with Steve McQueen, you ask? Well, not a whole lot. Our communications are few and far between. On Monday afternoon I texted him, asking about how he and his three kids are doing with their respective starts of school, and then I asked him about some of his family, who live in Houston. He told me that all was OK, except his sister who couldn’t get back into H-town because all of the roads are flooded. What a nightmare for everyone who can’t get in or out. I can’t imagine…
And then he told me that he was going to a concert at the opera house that’s a few blocks from my place that very evening (Monday), but offered nothing more - except during intermission, when he texted that the venue was great.
And that’s it. It’s Wednesday. I’m not holding my breath.
I’ve blown off Troy (read previous entry for the RAD), and I’ve really blown off Jingle Writer, and I think I baffled Bachelor Party Marty with a little bit of TMI text regarding my womanly “aches and pains”…so.
Here I sit with a clean slate once more! What to do, what to do?
I suppose this is good, right? Back to O Solo Mio.
I have ZERO plans for this upcoming Labor Day Weekend. Again, what to do?
I am so restless I can’t stand it. I kind of think that this is the universe’s way of telling me that I’m no longer in the right place. I need to move - I don’t necessarily mean physically move, like out of state. I need to get a move on. I have things I need to do. Clearly.
I just got back in touch with my contacts at the California company. I’m ready to start a new project. It’s time. I just need to go for it.
Whoops. Almost showtime. I have so much more to say about hurricanes and such. It’s so overwhelming and I’m not even affected.
My heart just aches - in so many ways.
xox,
GS
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