When you don't know what to do...

...reorganize! When I was a little girl, I frequently moved the furniture around in my room. Growing up in Connecticut you see was not as thrilling as it sounds . . . so imagine. Getting up in the middle of the night to pee took on a new thrill as I wondered briefly where I was and then, more importantly, where did I put that daing bookcase.

Reminds me of a company I worked for that would scoot around their executives every summer, a game of musical chairs--only there were always enough chairs for them. They'd put a VP of marketing here, a Senior VP of engineering over there, and a Director of new business development in the corner. [Note: you never want to be in charge of "new business development" it's just one step away from "spending more time with your family."]

So, how do you like what I've done with the place?