Got discharged from the hospital/rehab center on Wednesday afternoon, finally dragged my sorry butt over to the trusty iMac in dread of what I knew I was gonna see awaiting me, and sure enough there it was: over 1200 emails sitting in my inbox, not including the thousands already caught in the spam trap.
YIKES!
So after a cpl/three minutes of rueful shaking of the head I just said to hell with it, highlighted the first in the “unread” queue, hit “command-A” to Select All, and flushed ‘em away into the ether with nary a backward glance. Hope to God there was nothing important in there; if there was and you truly do need to get in touch with me for some reason, I suggest you give me another day or so to continue catching up around here (good LORD, the ziggurat of dirty laundry staring me in the face!) and then try again.
Many thanks to CF Lifer Barry, who was kind enough to spend a few hours with me in Hospital Durance Vile that first week, as well as my good friend the pulchritudinous and delightfully acerbic Ms Sarcastica, who sent me a lovely email expressing her heartfelt condolences yestiddy. Don’t know where I’d be without people like you, you make this whole painful blog-slog worthwhile.
Got a PayPal issue I need to sort out, thanks to some asswipe breaking in and fraudulently billing my now-defunct ATM card 50-some-odd Euros for some stupid video game crap I never heard of before. Also, there’s an odiferous something lurking in one or more of the Tupperware containers in the fridge I gotta look into, as well as the aforementioned Everest of laundry just sitting there…waiting. Le sigh.
So glad youre back!
*you’re
Echoing jen, Glad you’re back!
It’s Mikey!
I’ll just add that I arrived back home from working on property (72 year old building new decks and replacing main water lines…) and had yet to read anything when I get a text from Mike, so I know he is still breathing…
Called and had a short chat, amazing man. Glad everything seems to be going about as well as one can expect given the circumstances. Glad to see your typing ability and skillset hasn’t suffered a bit.
Welcome Home Mike!
Glad to see you’re back to work, ya lazy bastard. 🙂