My #MLQChampionship Journey, Day 2
“I HAVE A BATTLE STATION!”
Some people claim beds when they get into a hotel room first. When I walked into the hotel with Miles this afternoon and saw a huge desk with outlets to charge all my electronics and their batteries, that was what I called dibs on. So I crowed those words and took over the desk. Gotta keep my spreadsheets in front of me and up to date!
Why? Well, I have terrible short-term memory. I could tell you what gas cost in December of 2003 ($1.74, btw) before I went to Portugal because I wrote it in my diary. On the other hand, I almost never know where I left my keys.
I can never remember who is coming when or where they’re sleeping, but I always know where to find that information when I’m asked.
And I get asked. A lot. Seriously. Oh so much. But it’s what I signed up for.