Now that I've killed off what itty bitty traffic this blog used to get, I'd like to remind the two of you that I will be returning to work tomorrow. For the same company I used to work for, like nothing had ever happened. In an Emily Littela moment, a "never mind" drifted through the Intartubes and found its way into my email. So I'm back in harness and just in time too.
Cabin fever is setting in big time. Last week we had two down with the flu, and a snow day, the week before, one with the flu, one with an ear infection, two snow days, one absent wife. This week, I'm gone, one with the flu. If I don't leave, I will get the flu and all hell will break loose.
On the other hand, I am not ready to go back to work. I don't have any of my stuff
any more. My corporate card, laptop, mobile email, expense account, even my briefcase are all gone. I will feel naked. Plus, I'll have to shower and dress every morning and I'm out of practice.
A couple of good things came out of this though, I did throw away a huge amount of crap, shredded a mess of stuff that I should have shredded years ago, and actually bought a full tank of gas for the volvo. Which I then got stuck in the mud at the recycling center.
That was a hoot. I finally did the "dump run". All the garbage that was accumulating in our garage since the great flood is now gone. I did one trip to the transfer station with trash and one trip to the recycling center for junk. And man, did we have a lot of junk.
I dismantled the old reliable blogging PC, parts will live on, but the Pentium 2 motherboard and case are history. I took the high and low pulley contraption off of my power rack, they were broken and took up too much room, plus because of my back I can't do rows any more, and pull-ups and chin-ups are better than pull-downs any way. That went to the dump along with seven plastic five gallon buckets (I saved one) and a whole pile of metal shelving brackets that were too small to put up. Tons of broken plastic outdoor toys. Three tons of carpet, old, wet pressure treated wood, and an entire box of Cat5 cable. Gone.
I threw away all but one Windows 98 disk, held on to one of each kind of cable, except usb to mini-usb and ipod cable, I still need those. And by next weekend I hope to have weeded my way through all of the old CDs I have and will keep only the ones that I need, like the music CDs and picture backups.
I had to let the Prince drive the volvo when I had to push it out of the mud, he was so excited. There I was, kneeling in the mud and ice, while he sat behind the wheel, one mistake away from killing me outright. It was fun. I enjoyed it. Thank God he can tell the difference between "R" ad "D".
So things are looking up, even if I did promise to take the boys to Chuck-e-Cheese when I got a new job, and now I have to take them to Chuck-e-Cheese. It's all good.
Right. It is. Back in the saddle, maddad. Get the taxes done, get back to work, get brakes and tires on the car, and take a vacation with the wife, everything will be just fine.