I spent a little time in the gift shop and spent a little money on a pink stuffed toy for Beth. On my way back up to my room I was asked if I was here to get away from the storms. I had no idea what the woman was talking about, and without speaking a single word communicated this most effectively. In answer to my unvoiced question, this interloper in my period of self-pity advised me that a lot of people were staying in the hotel to get away from Hurricane Dennis.

Sounds like there are worse things in the world than not having anything intelligent to say in a meeting. My apologies if reading about this has been one more of those things.

Before you think me silly for posting all of this, consider that you’ve just done the same thing as a really expensive therapist, for free. Ah, how does that shoe feel?