As crazy as my schedule has been since December, I’ve had very few legitimate days off. “Legitimate” simply means where I either do nothing or have my own agenda that is for pleasure and relaxation. We’re popping off 60-70 hour weeks like it’s a fun thing to do. Sundays finds us doing our thing at Lifepoint(in all honestly, besides the physical tiredness, that is relaxing!) and, thanks to the modern conveniences of wireless internet, computers and a large amount of our business being conducted online [check us out here], I usually spend an additional 5-10 hours weekly working from home in the evenings and early mornings.

So, today finds me in unfamiliar territory.

I still have to go to work; but, my bride told me to “chill out” for a couple of hours this morning (could it be that I’m getting to be hard to live/work with 24 hours a day?). I did some obligatory work on our web site, even fielded an order from a customer in Milwaukee, cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom (I like the smile that puts on my queen’s face when she walks in the door) and straightened up a bit. I was about to take a shower to head to the office when the phone rang and the boss that I have such a crush on told me that I was not to show up before 2:00 p.m.

So here I sit.

I’m listening to various types of Brasilian music trying to find an intro piece that we can use on the new Gospel for Brazil web sitethat is being put together by the geniuses at O2 Graphic Design in Canton, GA. I’m running the gauntlet from Brasilian country music to samba to bossa nova to folkloric and back to country. You know what music does to you . . . conjuring up all sorts of memories, right?

Well, I’ve nowhere to go quickly, listening to good music, tripping on neat stuff the music calls to my frontal lobes . . . just chillin’.

All that’s missing is a cup of good Brasilian java . . .

Why should it be missing? Excuse me, I gotta go . . .