There are good days, there are bad days, and there are days when I am hit with stuff I consider bad. Blech.
Today is one of those.
And days like this are a great test if in fact my TLD is as high as I claim as it is. TLD is your Twitchy Little Bastards" score: how much pain you are willing to take for a delayed benefit.
Where TLD comes in? I find myself already running. I want to take a nap. I want to eat. I want to go unconscious.
Why? Because bad news is not pleasant. And more than that: I need to say it publicly.
I am scared, and I want to hide.
But I am going to swallow the frog (or was it kissing it?) and tell you what"s going on.
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