Dude, I am so ready for a break.

It was a long two days, y'all. After a full day's work, I drove to Wheatlands and ate in the car (totally bad idea--I drive while eating the way Paris Hilton drives while sipping on her fave beverages) to do the board meeting and subsequent new building tour, which went from 7:30 til 10pm, way past a shorty's bedtime. I was up again for an 8:30am meeting, after which was a long-ass walk of the building yet again with the hospital's staff representative, who had a list of things the staff wanted that was the length of my arm, and then he and the owner's rep nearly came to blows over what to plant in the retention pond near the building's front, and everyone's wondering why this countertop wasn't in the scope, and all I have to say is:

Look, bitches, you signed off on these plans 15 months ago. You saw them time and again. In order fo ryou to fully understand them, it will take more time than it's worth, just as if you explained your medical procedures to me you'd get just as frustrated. We explained them as best as we could, you thought you understood them, but evidently you missed the big letters I had on the interior elevations below the casework saying "OWNER PROVIDED MODULAR FURNITURE." So quit your bitchin' and fork over the cash for a countertop.

Having said that...

Touring around Wheatlands last night was downright spiritual. It was dark outside, and all the light fixtures were in, and that building was aglow with a warm, timeless perfection and the joy of a lot of people who put a lot of hard work into that building. Thinking about it, financing it, drawing it, working on it, asking questions, getting it done, building it, fixing it....just remarkable. It was moving. Okay, that's an understatement. It was beyond moving to see the big stack of paper on your desk turn into an occupiable space, a space that other people will use to heal and help still more people. Beautiful, elegant, just about perfect. I couldn't be happier.

I finally ran through my whole presentation tonight. It's running about 1 hr 50 mins, which is about 50 mins too long. But how do I thin this down? Just have to try again tonight and tomorrow. And try yet again to thin it when I go to Georgia and run through it with Miss Kitty. In the meantime, I need to soak in the tub to shake off the remnants of this migraine I came home with from Wheatlands. Oh, and I have to pack.

Next post will be from Georgia, y'all. Word up.