Saturday was the BBQ of Doom sponsored by Nikki & Jim. We drove up the driveway and Nikki was so surpised to see me that she lept over the charcoal grill (which was on) and nearly tackled me to the ground. She was so excited... and it was such a beautiful welcome home.
The BBQ of Doom equates to tons of beer, late night wrestling, and extreme croquet. (Definition of extreme croquet? It starts on the roof of the garage and you have to get the ball through the wicket as it rolls over shingles and off the roof... it's kinda like plingo. The next wickets involve rolling the ball up a child's slide, over a mud pit, up a rug and over a wheel barrow... and let's not forget the "sprint around the house" part...basically.. it's a wonderful and crazy game). Casey came and hung out which was also really nice.
Sunday mom took (a barely awake) me to the airport and I was gone by 7am. It was a whirlwind... but truely an amazing one. I feel refreshed. I feel like I can not only do the work I need to do, but I can mentally comprehend it. I have a lot of work to do, but I believe that I can manage my time well and will do well this week. I feel like... I got a reboot.
And I needed it..