Survival of the Fittest
While Lauran is away at the spa, I have total responsibility for the boys and the house, and my job. I'm actually only working about half time, and spending some of the rest on guitar (I wrote a moody song about Lauran going to Chicago) and finally getting around to finishing the train layout for the corner of my offfice. Geekery of the highest order!
Here's a glimpse of it. Little touch-ups, "water," etc., are all that's left. Oh, and wiring up the little tiny light bulbs in the buildings.

I've done no training at all, even though I'm gonna be in a race next month. It's an indoor dealie. On these things called Computrainers. Basically, you mount your own bike on them and the computer simulates road conditions. They'll have them set up in pairs so that you race the same course as your partner. Then at the end of the day they'll sort it all out and see who's fastest. It's a time trial where nobody leaves the building. And it's really short, so I should be OK if I start training tomorrow.