Guilty as charged. I haven’t paid any attention to this thing for weeks. I will say, believe it or not, I’ve sat down to post twice. The last time was just the other day when I was sitting in the airport trying feverishly to catch a flight to Anchorage from Seattle.
Long story short, I started my journey back on March 26th (my birthday). Canceled that night. Two nights later? Canceled. Another two? Canceled. One more two night stint? Yeah. You get the picture. I finally got up here on April 2nd (I was due April 3rd but caught a break). That whole “Me vs. The Volcano” bit was all about this little tidbit.
So here I am, working my third hitch. The two weeks on and two weeks off are making the calendar fly by at an incredible rate. I would have never thought that would be a byproduct of what I’m doing. I would have thought time would come to a slow stop but quite the contrary. It’s absolutely FLYING by. I was on the phone with my wife tonight and she told me that Isabelle is getting more teeth. Then you get to thinking that in the fall, she’ll be in preschool. Then the following year, Kindergarten. Dude! Slow down!