I have bad hair today.
I admit this not because I want pity. I just want to share how bad hair hurts my business.
I woke up with bad hair. I washed it yesterday, so I wasn’t going to mess with it this morning. So I primped and fussed and tried to get it to work.
It didn’t. It was all frizzy, and I saw the ends out of the corner of my eye as I worked here on the computer. It was driving me nuts. I got up three times to try to fashion it.
It didn’t work.
So 45 minutes ago, I showered.
After the shower, I messed with my hair some more. I saw my roots, which need dyeing.
In looking at my roots, I saw my face was peeling off. I needed to exfoliate.
Then I saw a couple of blemishes that needed my attention.
And my teeth needed flossing again.
And my hair still wasn’t quite right.
In all, I’ve wasted at least 100 minutes on trying to get my hair and its environs into some kind of shape.
All this to avoid writing a proposal and actually doing work.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I would be very effective if I simply switched to wearing a wig.

Thanks mostly to my conversations on this blog, I recently picked up a job writing copy for a redesigned website. I have 11 pages in all to write, and minutes ago I finished page 6.
I’ve been wanting to take a picture of a handwritten sign near my house for several days. In bold black marker, it reads, “I’LL BUY YOUR HOUSE TODAY!! CA$H” plus a phone number.
Before I quit my day job to become a
It happens to me every afternoon. Some time between 2 and 3 or so, I find myself surfing the web, pushing refresh a dozen times on my website stats page, itching for a walk, allowing the cat on my lap thus ensuring I can’t type… whatever.
Since leaving my jet-setting, executive-type sales/marketing position at a technology company, I’ve become ultra cheap.