And here we go ... about to get into the shower and get my ass ready for work. Is my ass EVER ready for work? I don't think so. Most days I manage to fake it well enough. Most days I get the job done. But damn, I hate working! And it's so hard to come back after several days away. I did check my work emails last night to prepare myself a little bit, refresh my memory as to what I needed to work on.
It didn't really help; it only served to increase my anxiety at returning. Oh, well. I'll do my best, spend the first hour organizing and then just taking one thing at a time.
We had a terrific, thundering and crashing and booming thunderstorm in Queens last night. It woke me up! I think the cats were scared -- Buster was mournfully crying outside our door. Rad got up because he couldn't sleep and I guess he talked to the kitties a bit to calm them down. Speaking of which, I was so happy to get them home again. I hate having to leave them at the vet and I always miss them. On vacation, I'm half expecting Rocky's yowls outside our door to wake us up.
I might have a tiny bit more to say about FMS, but don't want to beat it to death. Time to move on...
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Sandy,
Please do beat it a little more. I love reading everyone's travelogues! Thanks for keeping the rest of us up to date on what we missed! It sure sounds like fun.
Hugs,
Bonnie
What Bonnie said. :-)
Bonnie and G. -- well, I guess I can write a little more. I'll update this later today.
Hey Sandy, can you send me your email address to houndog_windsor@yahoo.com ?
Someone mentioned something to me when I went to shoot with Caroline and I wanted to run something by you to see what you think.
Rich.
beat it some more....isn't that what we like? ;)
Going back to r/l both sucks yet is comforting. :)
g.
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