Chargers

I’ll bet you have a few chargers. No, not the football team. The things into which you plug your various electronic devices or the holder for your NiMH, NiCD, NiZN, Lead Acid and Li-ion rechargeable batteries so they keep you going and going. It’s become part of the nighttime routine: brush teeth, wash face, plug in things that need charging.
I’ve just spent the last few days plugging myself in to my own personal charger. Some folks do the spa thing, some folks lie on the beach. I play golf with 12 buddies and spend 19 hours a day laughing. We laugh at our games, at our jokes, at each other, and at how unbelievably complex and pressure filled our “real” lives are sometimes. Mostly, we recharge. Our days are more like when things didn’t run us down to the “needs recharge” line each day.

So I’m just back to my “real world” post after arriving home quite early this morning (or late last night) having only been held up by Air We Don’t Care for four hours.  I’m recharged and ready to rock but I’ve got lots of catching up to do.  Brief post now, more tomorrow, but in the interim, ask yourself how you’re keeping up with your iPhone or Blackberry and recharging.  Because if you’re not, just like them you’ll stop functioning at some point and be terribly useless.