As an Engineer, who runs a company(s), with four (4) kids ar home, there is very little not already planned in my life.
This week will be different.
I have a journal containing a bunch of place names and addresses and phone numbers, but prior to today's lunch at the Frontier (all hale the huevos rancheros), it did not contain an itinerary.
So I am here at Glorieta, having eaten a wonderful meal with Iceman and Shannon and their tagalongs. Ice is generally accepted in the world of all things Kaleo to be that which the rest of us strive to emulate. It is a pleasure to see him (that sounded insincere, but it is not).
Before I set the alarm, I must decide what I am doing tomorrow. Oh, the pressure.