Week 45: Pierce Dash Firetruck

Objects in mirror appear closer than they appear ... and like a firetruck with sirens screaming,  the responsibilities of this week are suddenly on my tail, but the metaphor ends at my tail. I can't just pull over and let  the responsibilities pass.

The past five days have been a whirlwind, but a whirlwind delivering a refreshing breathe of air nonetheless.

I have taken on a role on a board of directors for my church, launched a vintage / retro side business with my wife, and have been doing PR work for a great company on a contract basis.

Additionally, I have an appointment tomorrow morning with an artisan cheese-making operation, which I am excited to squeeze in amidst a number of other welcomed responsibilities.

The kids have been doing great, the tomatoes are growing, and life again feels like an adventure. I'm doing well.

But tired and slightly behind...on everything. Toward that, I apologize for this insubstantial blog, but 1am arrives in two minutes, and the eyelids are drooping.

Enjoy the excellent photo of the rushing firetruck taken by photographer Phil Pekarcik, and join me on Etsy where I'm currently parking Nickadizzy, the side business I mentioned.

I wonder if I can just catch a few zzz's right here at the desk....