than a one armed paper hanger with an itch.
I am a creature of habit. It could be my O/C personality or maybe I prefer a consistency. Every morning, it is pretty much the same routine. Wake up at 0 dark thirty, let the dogs out, fire up the coffee pot, crank up the computer, fetch the paper, let the dogs in, check my e-mails, read the online news, catch up on all my favorite blogs, check my work e-mail/schedule, answer a dozen inquiries, walk the dogs, give them their post walk chew bones, make lunch, shut down the computer, take a shower, let the dogs out one last time, jump in the car and head off to work.
This morning, when I logged onto my work account to check e-mails and get a run on the day, I saw that I had meetings scheduled from 0800 until 1700 (5:00 pm). I like to consider myself a tolerant kind of guy, but crikey, 9 hours of meetings???? One of this is probably a meeting on trying to explain why we weren't getting our projects done.
To quote Steve McCroskey: Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit drinking...