Closing the gap and whitening my teef

I've got my teef whitening moufguard in so speaking properly has it's challenges. Check it out, I've got 30 minutes to burn while my teef bathe in their hydrogen peroxide gelidescent glory! I'm putting those 30 minutes to good use. I'm closing the gap between posts. Not bad, JMR, not bad...20 days between posts this time. Oh, I'm so proud. *weep*

So yeah, this work thing truly has been kicking my ass. I tool into work around 8:45 and don't stop until 5:30 or 6:00, barely taking the time to pee, let alone eat lunch. I spent the last 2 solid months migrating our old Web page to our new one. Not a small feat, considering much of the content on the old site was nearly 10 years old and needed some serious updating. I am the Web Nazi, coo coo ka choo. If anyone gets that reference, you need help. In all, the site went live with little or no disruption, and I finally got a decent night's sleep.

My work load hasn't really lightened any since the GO LIVE date came and went. I decided to take on another monumental project that was larger than I expected. Ever dream about work? Cripes, I do it every night. Apparently the other night, my husband woke me to tell me to move over. I was on top of the covers and had him pinned in. When he asked me to move over, I replied, "I can't! I can't! I'm working on the schedule book!"

Oy.

So my friends, I've become a work junkie. And here I sit whitening my teef because I drink a lot of coffee to get me through my days. Lovely, vision, eh? You should see my hair all pulled up on top of my head like Pebbles. With my blue moufguard in. Back off guys, I'm spoken for.

Ha.

Sex and the City

I can't think of a good name for this post so I made reference to the TV show I'm presently watching. It's even the boring TBS Tuesday night version. I ought to get some interesting search phrases with that title. Those are always entertaining.

So a word about my absence. Work.

Work has bitten off my head, chewed through my skull, spat out any usable brain matter and swallowed what dignity I had left. I'm a shell of a human. I feel like if the wind blew hard enough, I'd crumble to ground in a cloud of dust.

I don't dare try to explain all the gory details, it would bore you. Let's just say the world of higher education is kicking my sorry, sorry ass. Light at the end of the tunnel? Maybe. More likely it'll be that infamous light dead people are always drawn to. Hear thy angels sing.

So, to those of you who faithfully check my blog on a daily or weekly basis, and yes, I know who you are, thank you. I will try to do better. I miss this. I miss letting the creative juices flow about the trivial, mundane antics that happen to me. I miss your hilarious comments. I miss writing. I miss you. I just miss.

Note to self: JMR, next post, write about your day on December 22nd. It won't fail to entertain.

Back to the grind. I will try not to be a stranger.