Man on Fire

One of the side effects of my quarterly sales conference is rushing.
Our schedule is so tight we run between destinations, or as close to
running as security personnel allow. We even "sleep fast," as we call
it.

The bus returned at 2:30a Monday morning. I slept until 10:30a. I
caught up on personal messages, RSS feeds, and tweets. Showered and
dressed. First meal and errands until 2:30p. Work on guitar, shopping,
second meal until 8:30p. Laundry and more guitar until 12a, then
sleep; all rushed. Happy Monday!

At work Tuesday. Three days worth of email stressed me out, so I
rushed through it and cleared it by noon. I also completed my weekly
report and time sheet in that time. I could have nursed either of
those tasks most of the day, but I was still rushing. Upon returning
from my lunch, I had plenty of work, but no desire to do it, and my
alibi was gone.

At least I had started to relax ☺