I'm on a prego brain roll. In coming home through the alleyway, I drove past my garage. As soon as I realized it, I backed up and ran over a trash bin. Anybody home in the brain?

Talking to another mom, I asked her a question. She left the room for ten minutes. She returned. I asked the same danged question.

It's a miracle nothing has gone wrong with the mandatory training program that I'm managing for 350 people in four different states. This means setting up videoconferences, setting up conference rooms for the locals, teaching the class, tracking who has attended and who has not, and creating metrics. In doing all this, I can't answer other work-related questions without notes. It's either have the training on the brain or everything else. Two more weeks of training then a much needed week off.

Of course, there's something else to share, but I forgot it.