I am writing this from inside the bathroom of a second floor guest room at Fairmont Hot Springs, Montana.
I don’t have much time.
Wait, that sounds desperate. Let me explain. I am here for a National Electrical Code seminar with a bunch of electricians, electrical engineers, electrical inspectors, and some folks from Underwriter’s Laboratories.
Oh, geez. That sounds worse!
Okay. I need to get out of this bathroom. Let’s give this a final run.
First, I am in the bathroom writing because that girl didn’t sleep well last night and I don’t want to wake her. It’s a bit steamy in here because I showered before sitting on the toilet with my computer (fully clothed, thank you).
Yesterday afternoon, I taught a solar PV class to about 70 people attending the seminar. The class is mostly about upcoming changes in Code for solar PV installations. For whatever sick reason, I really enjoy teaching stuff about the National Electrical Code.
Fairmont Hot Springs is fantastic. I insist that you drive over here and take a ride down the curly waterslide. Since first arriving here, I have seen dozens of my friends and professional acquaintances from across the state. My coffee (this is for you Sandi) is brewing one teeny-tiny cup at a time in a miniature coffee maker and barely keeping up. We have ducks in a pond outside our window. That girl’s sister came down to visit from Three Forks yesterday.
I am now standing at the bathroom sink writing, preparing to brush me teeth.
Yesterday, that girl asked: “Did you ever think you would be standing in front of all those people teaching when you first started your career?”
“Nope. I was too busy making sure I didn’t get shocked and didn’t burn-up stuff. I was not fully successful.”
Note: I apologize for any mistakes in this writing—no time for a proof…