Sit­ting and star­ing at the blank Word Doc­u­ment in front of me is kinda intim­i­dat­ing. I hate how the cur­sor blinks to the tune of the back­ground music at the Cari­bou Cof­fee I’m cur­rently sit­ting at.

I know it’s been more than a cou­ple weeks since I last posted, but there hasn’t really been much of inter­est to write about. Unless you wanna talk about how hec­tic my last onsite visit for work was. But why would I want to bore you with that?

I could also tell you that I came SO close to see­ing Jefferson’s Mon­ti­cello estate dur­ing my last work trip. I even took the 20 min­utes to drive there, only to be dis­ap­pointed that I could only get to the visitor’s cen­ter … Which then would have required me to pur­chase a ticket for a shut­tle to take me up to the prop­erty just so I could look at the building.

If I had the time, I prob­a­bly would have done it. But as it was, I had already been teach­ing all day and I was exhausted by the thought of tak­ing the extra time to buy a ticket to tour the entire prop­erty, when all I wanted to do was admire the struc­ture. Plus I wasn’t feel­ing too hot.

When trav­el­ing, noth­ing sucks more than not feel­ing your best … Espe­cially when you have to get up in front of a group of strangers and teach. But since there was no way of can­celling the class, I just did my best and hope that all the par­tic­i­pants would stay engaged in our dis­cus­sions. Lucky for me, they did.

So now I get to travel again next week and I hope that this cold has finally left my sys­tem. It will be another hec­tic onsite visit (large hos­pi­tal, two dif­fer­ent loca­tions for each ses­sion, etc), but the best I can do is leave it up to God and my con­stant chant­ing of the Seren­ity Prayer.

Until next week …

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