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The Best Laid Plans

I know it's been forever since I've posted on the blog, and while it would be easy for me to slip back in to blaming Facebook for my lack of time, that's simply not the case. True. I am spending more time on there than I originally thought I would. But honestly not nearly as much as I used to. Which, if you know me, is a damn fine achievement.


The thing that's really taking more time than I thought it would is the fact that I work for a retail company again. October and November were frenetic exercises in ramping up for one thing.

Black Friday.

Admittedly, it's been 18 years since I worked a Black Friday. And ironically, the last Black Friday I worked was for the same company I work for now. Although then I was actually working in the store. This year I'm at Home Office. My team is the help desk. We take care of all 23 stores and make sure they're able to service the customers. It's no small feat and I couldn't be more proud of my team.

I feel inclined to slip in to the Anthony DiNozzio spiel from NCIS where he's captive in the desert and he's telling the CaffPow addict all about the NCIS team. It's actually quite a good episode. But I'll spare you all.

Things are going well.

I'm down 65-70lbs (it's still fluctuating as I'm working out and fat it shifting in to muscle). And I'm hitting kickboxing and Hap Ki Do 3 times a week for an hour each (or about 6-7 hours of gut busting workout).

Things are going stupidly well. I wake up and I'm thankful at how blessed I am with whats in my life. My health is better than it's been in 15 years. And I'm happier in my job than I've been in easily 15 years. It's all falling in to place.

I know that's not really much of an update...but I am on my lunch break and have already been interrupted twice...which is a general cue that it's time to bail and head back to my desk.

I could do one of those friendly lies and say that I'll try to update tonight...but I'm pretty sure I won't.

I've got a meeting for Help Portrait tonight (I'm doing that shoot again on Dec 8) and I'm thinking when I get home from that I'll hit the sack as soon as possible to try to kill whatever this cold/mucous shite is that's trying to hang on. Realistically it will be Thursday at the earliest before I can post again.

And I'm sure that I'll be geeked on Thursday anyway as it's the day I'm going to see the Annie Leivowitz exhibit at the Wexner center. It's a private show for ODC alumni. Includes a brunch. I can't wait. It's like walking through the halls of one of my photographic inspirations.


Needless to say I'm stoked.


And with that, I'm heading back to work. Peace Out.




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