(mal)adjusting
The next time I go on a trip, I'm going to remember to schedule a day or two to decompress and catch up with the real world before I have to return to work. This time I came back late in the evening and went straight into call the next day. It's day three at work and I'm just now beginning to feel human again.
I still haven't caught up with all my business/junk mail. My place is a mess with literal explosion of journals, junk mail and jetsam--more so than usual. I need a maid or someone to help me shovel through it all.
I haven't even had time to sort through my photos and such. In the mean time I best get to work. I've got to make some cash money to pay off the bill on this one. Oy!
I still haven't caught up with all my business/junk mail. My place is a mess with literal explosion of journals, junk mail and jetsam--more so than usual. I need a maid or someone to help me shovel through it all.
I haven't even had time to sort through my photos and such. In the mean time I best get to work. I've got to make some cash money to pay off the bill on this one. Oy!