It's been nuts. Macadamia, to be precise.
Friday, May 23, 2008
I've been getting a lot of posts, comments and spark mail asking where I am and how I'm doing. So, to answer your questions:
1. Yes, I'm still alive. I think. Maybe.
2. No, I have not been kidnapped, eaten, abducted by aliens, murdered, nor did I run away to join the circus, but believe me, the last one is tempting.
3. I haven't fallen off the wagon, more like, getting dragged behind it by my hair.
It's been a rough week and a half. Dead week is looming over me like a gleeful death and I have all the projects and papers possible in the history of creation due. I'm probably exaggerating there, but only by a paper or two, honest. I somehow contracted a wicked little flu (I won't cough on you, I promise) which has made stuff difficult, ill timed, to say the least. I haven't done anything remotely resembling working out since last Saturday.
I've just had a hard time keeping everything scheduled and going on time. Two huge work projects are all due next week, I've got interviews for preceptorships and an internship in India that I'm preparing for (or pretending like I can avoid, I'm crazy nervous).
I've got personal projects going too. I do a lot of charity and volunteering projects that I head up, and for some reason it seems to be happy fun crunch due time for everything, like, yesterday.
The local Saturday Market has started as well, and since I staff a booth there until October (and I'm working with them to create and staff a first aid booth through summer) I feel like I lost a day. Or my mind. Or both.
So, I'm sorry for dropping the ball on everyone around here. I promise to get my act together, get organized and start checking in on time, answering my spark mail, and stalking you like you deserve.