Didn't really mean to and definitely didn't want to, but went swimming anyway. Took my cell phone, Blackberry, radio , and all my pocket stuff with me. I think I may be the sole survivor of that incident. I got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning and my day went down-hill from there, right up to the instant that air vacated the space around me for sea-water. I have been growling at folks all day and cursing and pushing; not something in character for me, as a general rule. I know that I am tired, way beyond what I normally am after twelve straight weeks of 12-16 hour days without a break but loosing my perspective is not in the cards. I am a damage-control professional and it is not acceptable to be anything other than my calm and direct self. I came back into the harbor today on a small boat and tried to climb a yakohama fender to get up on the dock. This was one of those three-stooges moments and somewhere between air and splash, was the moment of clarity I needed to get my perspective back. I think I just needed a bath.
