After my glorious practice yesterday, I spent the better part of the remainder of daylight hours staring at this scene:

It's my computer (duh) and on the wall right above me is the process diagram for the workflow I am building based on Sharepoint 2007 and Windows Workflow Foundation... I have, at various points, wanted to slam my head through the nice pretty color-coded task boxes (which were my design) and, at others, been pretty surprised at how easy it is to solve complex business processes with this, very rough and beta based, foundation. And, this, is my proof of concept... not even the main workflow projects slated for this year. YIKES!

And just because it was in the same folder as this picture... I am still in awe of this picture:

Someday my leg will stay behind my head like that too... someday soon... and perhaps she'll not have to wait until she's 36 to do it (of course, that's venturing that it stays there in the next two months before I turn 37).

My work week next week quickly filled up. While I usually go to L.A. on Mondays, next week I'll be there both Wednesday and Thursday for day long meetings after meetings after meetings... meetings about the meetings, meetings after the meetings and meetings in general. Meetings... who thought of them? I have so many meetings, I can't keep them all straight. By 5:37 last night, I told my project coordinator "You handle the schedule, I'll be there Wednesday morning by 9am and you'll just direct me like you're Cruise Ship Director." I'm a developer not an event planner :) So I'm driving to L.A. on Tuesday night. I am debating if I should attempt a practice in Brentwood but I imagine the traffic will be horrid getting back downtown and I know at Yoga East I can start before 6am getting me back in time for a nice shower and walk over to the office.

After finally making peace with where I was in my workflow last night (which wasn't where I wanted to be), I drove up to Tiff's house for a Yogi Get Together. It almost never fails that after any type of social event like this I have some bad karma feeling building up in my bones. It's human nature for us to talk about our social environment, the people in it, the things we like and don't like, our opinions, our judgments and, let's face it, our downright childish, putrid and sometimes horrific commentary based out of our ego. I hate when that happens around yoga. I think for days how I could have let go more readily of my thoughts or feelings after I've blurted them out in a group of people...

Hey, at least my color-coded task bubbles can't talk back to me.

SIDE NOTE: TODAY marks the TWO YEAR anniversary of Ashtangi.NET ... it's hard to believe actually. It was a whim I got one day when I got bored and frustrated checking blog links... I've met some amazing people through this box and blue screened logo... amazing... much love, blessings to you all. Thanks for making such a wonderful community! Namaste!