Tequila and I got reacquainted last night. Our relationship has matured and doesn’t hurt me as much as it used to. I surely needed some of that after getting called into work yesterday for six hours of frustrating, ill-planned, deadlined updates. I was gung-ho to get some significant work accomplished at home. The Blue Collar Bar Crawl was a good way to rub off that stress, and I think I might relax for a few hours today anyway instead of doing house work. I’ve just got too many things to do and not enough time to do them, unless I give up all my down time which results in the grouchy Adam that is writing this post.