Back at It

Yesterday was my first day back at work after almost 2 weeks off. And it was a good two weeks off. Sure, I did work each Monday of Christmas Break, but it was just myself and two others in the office, so even that felt relaxed. And I had a very relaxing time at home. I guess I'd underestimated before our move what it was like to live at a business. I never felt like I was truly home when I was there, and I didn't even realize it until I WAS home in our new house. I really enjoyed the two weeks with the family.

So much so that Sunday night I sort of sat around beweeping my outcast state, saying how horrible it was that I had to go back to work the next morning.

Yesterday morning I came into work and the--uh--the poop really hit the fan, as I expected. I arrived at 7:20 AM, and by 8:30 I'd already dealt with a crashed server, three applications that had malfunctioned, and a bunch of new staff members who needed to have accounts created for them. Not to mention all of the little things I handed off to others to deal with.

Sounds like I'm complaining, but guess what? I LOVE THIS STUFF!

I'm a pretty lucky guy, all things considered. I love to be at work and I love to come home. I couldn't ask for much more.

Except maybe ten million dollars! Oh yeah, and large pectoral muscles!