Life hasn't just gotten away from me, it buried me in ten feet of dirt and has expected me to claw my way out. I have excuses this time.... work stress which led to life stress which led to medical stress (high blood pressure, severe sinus infection, anxiety, over-eating, and a random cold sore).
The transfer of jobs is now complete. It was not a pleasant experience and I have still not fully recovered from the train hitting me (see there is a reason I don't like trains!) at a million miles an hour, but I'm hoping in a few weeks I will feel some normalcy again.
That train that hit me spewed words like "unacceptable" "corrective action" "skulk" "avoidance" "insubordination". All of which came as a complete shock, but I guess that is what happens when you are hit by a train.
Anyway, I'm off to Washington for a week hoping I will be able to finally get rid of the last foot or two of dirt that I still haven't been able to get out from under.
P.S. I will try to take lots of pictures of my lazy self doing nothing to share with you.