Weatherdude is off at this weather thing this week. He has a 90 minute presentation tomorrow. It's a total NWS weather geekery meeting at a resort 20 miles east of us. So we came up with the idea that I could commute. Put the kid to bed, drive to the hotel, drive home in the morning to get her off to school. Around here, that's an easy drive. And believe me, I'd be bored silly sitting in the hotel room or listening to weather geekery. He's busy from about 7am to 9pm every day. And this place is still in the middle of nowhere, despite Loudoun being one of the country's fastest-growing counties.
So why am I even mentioning it? Because it broke open something. It's not like I rested, it's not like I had some spa treatment or something. It's not like I had a relaxed evening or morning. But by changing the venue, even for a few hours, I came back to life. Weird, huh? Now I'm rarin' to get crackin' on some writing and will soon stop flapping my fingers in the blogosphere.