I'll be the next six months trying to recover from it.
Life goes on. We had a black tie gala Friday that went well, I had a conference to attend yesterday am in South Jersey that went fine--made some good connections. Nic played basketball--okay, not great. Have to manage my own expectations of him. I don't expect him to play great, but I do expect him to play. He played great the last minute--if he played that way every minute--or at least every OTHER minute he was out there, I'd be happier.
I know he can do it. Sometimes he wants to. Other times, not so much.
Need to get back to work. Too much going on.