Today was one of those days, the ones you are glad don’t come to often, the ones where the parts don’t add up to enough change for a cup of coffee. There was a train derailment this morning than snarled my trip into NY and sent me through Hoboken, then my lunch meeting got cancelled and I ended up rushing to make a train at Penn Station to go home only to learn the trains were not running–because of the morning’s trail derailment.
None of this is awful stuff, but I am feeling intensely busy–have a big project I am finishing up, some smaller projects that also need attention, and some very interesting new projects developing–so time needs to be managed.
Also, there’s that yard sale I haven’t done much for besides buy signs, the school transcripts I have to get and all the rest of life’s desiderata (great word, huh?)
This is a polite way of saying I spent about 90 minutes this afternoon feeling like the top of my head was going to blow off. Only then I had the Susan Mernit survival reaction, which is one of those strategies that have saved me from ulcer, high blood pressure and carob-loading fries when under stress—I got over it. Yes, I GOT OVER IT. Said this is the way it is, lousy luck, and went on from there. Actually ended up going to see a friend/colleague on the way home and had very productive conversations about cool business ideas and new products we want to develop together.