Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Not As Young As I Used To Be

I'm not as young as I used to be. I had to teach a class last night at midnight to a bunch of folks in Atlanta and Charlotte. I delivered the class from here at home and I was able to wear casual clothes - my boxer shorts and a pair of fuzzy slippers but I sounded really professional.
When I was younger, I could stay up half the night raising cane and hit the ground the next morning and never skip a beat. This morning I was on a conference call one moment and the next I woke drooling on my day planner with the sound of a screaming off-the-hook message assaulting my ear. Apparently the call had ended and everyone hung up their phones to go about their work leaving me there snoring like Rip Van Winkle. Thank goodness I had the phone on mute.
After my third cup of coffee and gargling with a warm Mountain Dew, I got my second wind and earned my money. But I can tell you this, it will be an early night at the Watson household.

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