How sweet it is.

Babes kinda put things in perspective. Life is awesome, try to remember that during times of chaos.

Tip for Barbers #1

If the mercury dips below 50 degrees outside and your hairy floored establishment is located in an area whereas your customers must walk a distance from their transportation before entering, do your patrons a favor: when you open up in the morning take your water squirt bottle and dump the contents out and refill with hot tap water.  Check the temperature after a few hours to maintain that your customer will have a warming experience.

I think that perhaps there's nothing that could make a man beg for mercy quicker than seeing his most cherished loved one in pain.  That's how I felt at 10:30 pm Wednesday night when my wife's bed was finally returned to her hospital room after emergency appendectomy.  Groggy and drugged up she was still in severe pain.  I stayed with her and held her hand until she drifted off into what was essentially a drug induced sleep.  I'd do just about anything to trade places with her.

We've had a busy year from a medical perspective.

It's been tiresome.

Tonight we discussed the after effects pending her discharge tomorrow.  For example, the time elapsed from leaving the bed to brush her teeth until her return to bed was 15 minutes.  She's not really moving at a sustainable clip.  The immediate change will be great difficulty with handling Junior, Skeezicks or Sullivan as I call him.  Long term effects are that our joint fitness and health campaign has a major hole in its gut.  No exercise for 6-8 weeks.  WTF?  Its like having a C-section without the reward of a mini-Kenny afterwards.  We will make it work, but we are kind of a one for one team.  I go to the gym, she goes to the gym, baby pass in the middle.  Kenny goes to the gym and Erin never goes.... that's a lead balloon concept that will grow old fast.

In the meantime I got into the office today to turn around a few key items.  While there a key customer whom works for an employer that wouldn't tolerate it called me in some kind of drunken haze.

"Chain link fence.."
"Is Stan there?"
"Stan's not here."
"Uh I mean Kenny."

That's kind of how the conversation went, it was so bad that I attempted to exploit his loose lips a bit about contract awards.

"Your gonna do so much work for me, you don't even know, and it'll start with this job weez talkin bout now."

Can't really derive much from that.  I think I'll deliver him a bottle of booze.

Yep.

Spousal Bickers

It's strange how a short three day work week can be so stressful.  Erin had a key member of her team resign and walk away from CRM after his father suffered a stroke in New York so she is buried.  I drove 800 miles and haven't been in the office.  Also much to the surprise of my business partner, the other business partner retired.

So what does this mean?  In California surburbia where we all work our asses off push the stress threshold, this means you come home on Friday night and bicker with your spouse about anything and everything.  So stupid, why do we do that??  I think its a form of venting.

Now here I am studying CPUC verbiage on how to give my ownership of the company to her.

No more bickering.