Timing is Everything

If you are an Olymp-addict like me, you know how critical timing is. It doesn't matter if it's a qualification race for time, a battle with others on skates, skies or snowboards, or the bodily timing needed to land the perfect triple toe loop.

Timing is everything.

When it's good, it can mean a world record, a gold medal or an Olympic dream realized. When it's bad it means 4 more years until redemption... or $50 worth of candy bars.

Say what?

We signed Carter up for baseball tonight. Part of our parental penance is the cardboard briefcase we are sent home with -- containing 50 candy bars to be sold to friends, family and desperate choco-holics. If we sell all 50, we get our money back. (The youth sports association comes out ahead no matter what.) If we don't sell them out, we lose money -- but certainly not weight if we eat into profits.

Now I can be persuasive when I need to be. But it never fails, sign-up and selling season always falls during Lent. Do you know how many people pledge to give up chocolate for Lent? A lot. My goal, God forgive me, is to catch these people at a weak moment, or thinking positively, convince them to purchase now, reward themselves later -- say in 40 days.

Of course, if you gave something else up and have a bill burning a hole in your pocket, we're open for business 24/7. (Local deliveries only, please.) Last year, I guilted, I mean sold out, in less than 3 days. So don't delay.

Timing is everything, after all.