Tomorrow I’m flying to West Palm Beach to finish up some work for a customer. I’m looking forward to completing that job. It’s always good to get the monkey off your back. The down side is that I have to fly there. I’m really disliking flying lately. It’s not approaching a phobia yet, because I’m able to ignore it and get on with life, but it adds to my stress. In fact, I think that my overall stress level is making these types of things seem worse than they are.
Hopefully I won’t get stuck in a hurricane while I’m down there. I should be back Saturday morning, just in time to watch the Dogs clean Spurrier’s clock for him.