Ok, guys - now I want you to all be really low-key about the following, because if you do this without trying to look like you're not doing it, anyone who might be around you right now is liable to think you're ridiculous.

Ready?

Raise your right foot off the ground while you're sitting in your chair. Make little clockwise circles. Are you doing it? You REALLY have to do it!

Keep those circles going. Ok, now, (this is the "make sure they aren't watching" part) - with your right hand, draw a "6" in the air.

Did you notice that your foot's going the other direction now?

Some of you may remember that I was asked to speak at my high school's National Honor Society induction. Today was the big day.

Driving onto campus is a completely different experience than it was six years ago. There's a "guard shack" for lack of a better term. The parking lots are different. There are flowers everywhere.

Inside, I found my contact (the honor society sponsor aka my ex-college adviser) and the teacher who really got me into what I do for a living. I met the Honor Society officers, and after a short chat with a few other folks, the ceremony started.

It was funny, hearing them talk about me like I didn't belong there. I've stood on that stage so many times. I had forgotten, however, that once you get up there - you can't see a flippin thing. The light is blinding, so speaking is really no issue. You can't see anyone. There's nothing to scare you. There's nothing that's intimidating.

I was proud that I hardly looked at my notes, but I think the most exciting part came after the ceremony had ended. Parents came up to me and said, "Great message!" Kids came up to me and said, "Thank you so much for sharing." They asked, "Do you really like what you do?" People were interested. And while I realize that this wasn't some life-altering speech - my goal was to make a difference to one person. I wanted one person to walk away from today and feel like they have learned something. Incidentally, I think that lots of people feel that they learned something.

I had a bast going back and seeing old teachers. I enjoyed chatting with families during the luncheon. I loved being able to tell teachers that they really did make a difference in my life, and seeing the pride on their faces was absolutely priceless.

If I say, "We went to the ranch this weekend," I fear that many of you will draw mental images of people in a field, watching cows. When I say, "We went to the ranch this weekend," you should see a class A-frame house nestled into a thicket of trees. You should picture a stone patio, a pool and an outdoor fireplace. You should think, "Not the Ritz, but boy, that's one hell of a weekend home."

So this weekend - we went to the ranch. When Blake and I wanted to leave, we found ourselves locked in - an interesting predicament. While we waited for those that knew how to help us exit the property to return from whatever they were doing, we sat on the tailgate of the truck in the middle of a road essentially in the middle of nowhere. Silence folds around you like a warm blanket.

For the time that we sat there, I explained to Blake that I like going to the ranch because it's the only place for me where worries don't exist. The ranch doesn't care how I pay my bills. The ranch doesn't care if I have to give up going out to lunch every day with my work friends so that I'll be able to go to dinner with my friends on the weekends. The ranch doesn't care that I feel like I'm constantly struggling, that I'm scared a lot of the time, and that at the end of many days, I feel like I've done nothing but fight battle after battle, just to keep my head above water.

Instead, the ranch takes your problems when you drive across the cattle guard. It puts them in an air-tight box on the top shelf of a closet, and it holds them there until you're ready to go, giving you all the freedom that you need to run and play like a kid - laughing and sharing stories, spending time doing nothing with your very favorite people in the entire world. It lets you enjoy life. It encourages you to enjoy life.

Tell me, friends - how do you unwind?

My heating and air has been "broken" for over a year. When I say "broken," I don't mean that it won't turn on - it just doesn't function properly.

Yesterday, while working from home, my mom called.

Her: I'm sending an AC guy to your house right now.
Me: Is his name Scott?
Her: Yes!

Scott's a customer of Mom's, and we've hung out a bit. Having not seen him in 2 months, I didn't want to open the door in my pajamas (which I was still wearing) without having done my hair, brushed my teeth or put on make up.

The next four minutes were a whirlwind, trying to get dressed as quickly as possible. In less than 30 minutes, he had determined the problem. The thermostat that James and I installed so that we could auto-program it to adjust the temperature in the house was not compatible with the system. How we managed to do that, I'm really not sure, but when he told me that the thermostat was the issue, I undoubtedly felt ridiculous.

Regardless, I now have heat! And air! And it all works just like it should!

Our office is moving soon – Friday, to be exact. This is the second time we have moved in less than a year. How, you're wondering. We pushed our lease as far as we could at Original Location which we all loved. When the lease was up at Original Location, the construction at Brand-Spanking New Office hadn't yet progressed like we planned, so we had to come up with a Temporary Space. Temporary Space is a few small offices and one really giant room. Original Location was too small for us and cut up funny – a bad combination – so the move to Temporary Space was welcomed.

Temporary Space has a huge wall of windows. The Big Room is where most of us sit – sixteen of us, to be exact. Despite all of the bulk furniture and personal belongings, we have oodles of room, so much so that Big Bosses invested in Razor scooters which we're always using to zip around the office.

All of that aside – Brand-Spanking New Office is (almost) finished, and Temporary Space has invited us to leave. While Brand-Spanking New Office won't be 100% ready when we move in – it'll be pretty gosh-darn close! Friday, we're working from home while all of the actual moving happens. We're nothing less than ecstatic.

Monday was a big day as they started staining the concrete floors in Brand-Spanking New Office. By the end of the day, the other offices in the building had to evacuate because the fumes were so strong. Tuesday, Operation Apology went into effect full swing as we delivered (absolutely amazing) muffins to each office that we inadvertently forced to leave.

Brand-Spanking New Office has stained concrete floors, glass doors, bright paint and an overall industrial feel. The other offices in the building have marble floors, deep wood paneling, beveled mirrors, paisley couches and an overall law-office feel.

Who wants to bet they already hate us?