Okay. So The ‘next wednesday’ idea? A shambles.
My determination: decidedly bush-league.

I was derailed by the Young Professionals committee I chair. It was legit: We had a meeting with the new Democratic Committee Communication Director and I was the facilitator. But I had a cold the next week, the next week I forgot…

Just when it seemed I could procastinate myself out of healthful bendiness, (insert euphemism for a small world occurrance that works in your favour here).

Get this: I went to a Reverend Horton Heat show with a long-lost buddy; it turns out she’s been going to the aforementioned yoga class and wanted to invite me, but didn’t know if I’d go.
Sweet.

So now, it’s on like Donkey Kong! In a few days I’ll have my ankles behind my neck with a whole roomful of people and for once, nobody will even think about taking their pants off.
;)