The astute types will probably have noticed that my blog for Friday was actually entered on Sunday. And the reason for that was my complete and absolute lack of energy from this stinking cold. Which is now, I'm happy to say, about 80% cleared up. I'm still hacking a little....but no more amphibians!

And not wanting to dwell on the past I'm going to move on to the future. Actually that's the present. In fact it's a synopsis of an Op Ed piece from my local newspaper. The author is Richard Sedlin and he's a writer and former Government Accountabilty Office attorney. I'm guessing then that he's a clever chap!

There's a great English word that describes the following: tired, fatigued, drained, out of luck, run down, haggard...and probably a few more. It's called 'Knackered'. Somewhere in the deep dark recesses of my grey matter I do believe it comes from the age old process of taking a horse to the slaughter house before it was turned to glue. The place for this process was called the Knackers Yard.

So today when I woke up I was absolutely knackered! But I dragged my aching body to the gym because I had a full schedule. About ten minutes into my first client I hacked up the spokesperson for Geico who must have slipped down my gullet in the middle of the night and called it quits!

About 20 years ago I was working in Seattle and my boss had convinced himself that eating a vegetarian pizza for lunch was healthy. He even went into great detail as to why. The vegetables, the tomato sauce etc. Suffice to say over the years his girth grew.

About eight years ago, after not having seen him for about five years, I bumped into him. He had gone through a rough divorce and had custody of his only son. And he was a good 50 pounds lighter and looked in good shape. When I asked him how he had got there he said it was because he had changed his lifestlye. He exercised more with his son and had cut out the fatty foods. Such as pizza. We had a good old laugh about how he had himself convinced that it was okay to eat it. And he admitted that what was really happening was that he was merely justifying something he liked and wanted to do. That's all.

As I was laying in bed this morning……which was about 5 minutes ago or 5:45 am est…..I was planning on calling today’s writing ‘The Prologue’. And I have to be honest when I say that it was merely because I just finished reading a book by an English author who started out her books with a prologue.

So as I sat down to type all of the thoughts and emotions I want to put down into words I realized that no matter how much I’d like to think that I’m an independent free spirited person with my own insightfulness and observational skills, I’m not! I bandy around the phrase ‘there’s no such thing as original thought’ as if it’s an original thought! And then in a few simple key strokes the truth sits in front of me followed by a blinking cursor.