Slogging through mud
What a week. This past week has felt like slogging through mud. In part, it's just the post vacation let down. Granted I was officially working, but getting to see people I used to work with and catch up on their babies and their lives is hardly in the same category as telling people that their projects are going to be late. Coming back I hit the start of "oh crap" season. This is when all of the managers realize that those projects that need to be completed this year haven't even been started. So work is ramping up. At home there are a million little things which need to be done, not the least of which is get plastic on the windows to help insulate the house, get food in the house so we won't frickin' starve, catch up on laundry, make the drugstore run for toothpaste, shampoo, and doggy treats, etc. And then Chris has run into a situation that weighs heavily on our minds and may mean that we don't get to see our families for the holidays. If anyone needs me, I'll be curled up under the covers, sawing logs.On the plus side, tomorrow we're off to Wade's house in South Joizy for Sunday's Beacon race. We're super psyched. Wade is a great guy who has put us up for 3 years running. Chris loves mountain biking with him, and we all enjoy hanging out. Our only regret is we only get to see him and his dog D'Huez during cross season. The rest of the year we're on bike shop schedules - too busy to travel from about March until August. But the fun is only beginning right now, and we can sleep when we're dead.
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