Not dead

Last week I took a week of vacation that was very much needed. I didn’t really do a whole lot, mostly just relaxing and lying low. The funny part is that by the end of my “quiet time” I had emails and calls from people asking if I was out of town or something else nutty. I guess if I am not on-line or calling people for a week or more it sends up danger alerts.

This is both funny and good. Funny, that I have confirmation that I am as crazy as I think I am when it comes to being on-line and emailing etc…I’m clearly addicted. The good part is that if I die in my apartment I’m pretty sure I would only lay there for three or four days before someone found me. Which would mean Oly would still be saved and if I was lucky enough to die in my bedroom (with the A/C) I might not be to badly decomposed when found. Although, if it is really hot and I wasn’t in my bedroom you would probably need hazmat to get me out.

Yesterday was my first day back in the office and it was a long day even though it was pretty much my normal work hours. I had a birthday party to go to afterwards and I was sure I would just pop by for an hour or so and get home early. Boy was I wrong; although I was smart enough not to drink I did stay and chat forever, which got me home around 11.30pm.

While I was away from work three people were sick and they are still recovering. Now, this morning, after only about 4 hours of sleep and general lethargy I feel like I have something coming on. Maybe it is psychosomatic; maybe it is the weather, either way I feel like crap.

On an up note there is this super cute picture of a polar bear on CNN.