Back in the Saddle

Well, I have work documents printed out, ready to go, and I’m going to keep up with my planned Tue-Thu-Sat run at the gym. Of course, going to Mississippi on Saturday will make that a little fun, but I figure an hour meeting plus two three-hour drives means I have eight hours cut out of my day, realizing that I’ll have an hour’s slop or so in there somewhere.

If the meeting’s early, I leave early and work out when I get back–which I’ll need to do after six hours in the truck in order to fight a case of the dead ass. If the meeting’s late, I’ll just work out before I go. I’d actually it rather be early than late, but I haven’t heard back yet.

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  1. [Note: I’m commenting to test something here, and for informational as well.]

    Seems as if me saying to Michael Goggans, "I’ll fend for lunch on my own" didn’t work. I’m his guest for lunch at this meeting on Saturday, so I have to be there by 11:30 in business casual at a minimum. Guess some laundry is in order tomorrow to make sure I am presentable, and the gym trip will be Saturday afternoon [with Todd at work, so no partner, damn].

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