I woke up between 2-3AM last night, from a very vivid dream (and strong acid reflux from trying too hard to reduce the Thanksgiving leftovers).
In the dream, my company was about to make an announcement about our R2:2013 certification. As part of the announcement, I had prepared to release dozens of helium balloons, from the garage of my house (I blog and do accounting from an office over the garage). The balloons were mostly yellow and pink, there may have been a few reds or blues, and they were up against the ceiling of my garage and my office and around the awnings of my home. (Not sure exactly how I was going to "release" them).
Anyway, who should show up in my dream? Jim Puckett, executive director of Basel Action Network, came personally in response to the announcement. He didn't go to the warehouse... he showed up at my home in Middlebury, Vermont... to inspect my balloons.
It was cheerful and amicable, as my conversations with Jim normally are. Still, I felt the same spike in adrenaline I get when an OSHA or Homeland Security or Vermont EPA (ANR) inspector arrives by surprise. I was flustered enough, evidently, not to question why E-Stewards was inspecting my R2 certification, or why Jim himself was coming to my home.
Yes. Jim Puckett was there, at my home garage, to inspect my balloons. It was some kind of a privilege he had, because I was about to celebrate my certification.