So it’s Wednesday already, huh? What’s that? Nearly Thursday? I’ll say this much for the week: it’s going back pretty fast.
At work today, we had one of our regular “brown bag lunches,” the last we’ll have before we move offices in April. This one was on coaching — “not just for the sports world anymore” — and I’m not really sure if it was intended to get us into coaching as clients or along the path to becoming coaches ourselves. It was reasonably engaging, I guess; everyone who asked or answered any questions got a ticket for a prize at the end. The prize was a deck of “question cards,” not that impressive, and I didn’t earn any tickets — which, given how freely our speaker was handing them out, actually is sort of impressive. (Once, after she’d given one person a ticket, she asked another person, “Was that what you were going to say too?” When that person nodded, she handed out another ticket.)
Beyond that, though, it wasn’t a terribly exciting day. Mostly just cold. Right now, I’m just kind of hoping I don’t get sick. My mother, who spent the weekend and early part of the week recuperating from minor foot surgery, has unfortunately come down with some kind of stomach virus. She talked with her doctor today, so I hope she’s on the mend. She hasn’t even really had a chance to properly look at this get-well soon gift my sister sent her yesterday.