Aaaaaaaand we’re back.
Many of you know I work for one of the big three shipping companies here in the states. This means I have no life from Thanksgiving through Christmas. And naturally, this also means that as soon as the rush is over, I (and everyone else at work) get sick as hell.
So that’s where I’ve been. Those of you in my inbox waiting on things, I am slowly working my way up the stack. Please know I’m not ignoring you; only trying to carve out time when I can give my undivided attention, and right now, that’s rare as presidential witticisms.
As a side note, probably some of you can relate to this: There is nothing so frustrating as planning a work schedule, only to have to change those plans REPEATEDLY because other people don’t plan ahead.
Can someone please tattoo the word NO on my forehead so I can sometimes remember that’s an option? I swear I need to start channeling Thomas or something. He would never put up with what my employer and family are throwing my way these days…
Anyway, back to the wordmill on Sunday. Wish me luck!