Disclaimer: this post has little to do with Tarot.

The best and worst part of my job is all of the traveling. Over the past three weeks I’ve stayed in multiple hotels, eaten countless restaurant meals, exercised in strange gyms and have been home barely long enough between trips to do laundry, check the mail and pay the bills.  I’m glad to be home for most of the next couple of weeks, glad to spend time with Qui-Gon and be planning a vacation; to be able to catch up a bit.

One thing that became clear to me while whiling away my delay at Seattle Tacoma airport is this: physical clutter is so much easier to rid oneself of then mental clutter. Truly… I can easily visualize all of the goodies on the top self of the linen closet we want to sell on ebay and I might even be able to get Qui-Gon to post them online and field the questions. The physical is easy. It’s the thoughts that I really need to tackle.

After I catch up a bit on mail, email, tweets, bill paying, workouts… and sleep. Maybe I’ll make sleep the priority and tackle the rest tomorrow.

Seattle Center: Space Needle & Ferris Wheel