the worst part about vacations is that eventually you have to come back home and back to real life. well, that isn't necessarily the worst part--you could lose your luggage, have something stolen, a hurricane could hit the private beach that is for your exclusive use, where you sunbathe and get massages from a swedish woman named bridget...those are potentially worse than having to come home. but this isn't the land of hypothetical situations, it's my "real" life, and i had to come home yesterday and then had to return to work today.
i suppose it was ok, i had three or four people tell me that they missed me and my shining personality, but it was still work. good thing i only worked 7 hours. any more and i would have fallen asleep right there.
the drives to and from work were rather eventful. i almost hit a tire tread on the 105 freeway, causing me to swerve dangerously into the carpool lane and almost spin out. on the way home, i came close to colliding with a semi as i moved out of a lane with a stalled car.
i blame this all on not driving for 9 days while in montreal. we either took public transportation or went by foot. occasionally, we treated ourselves to a cab. i've never walked so much or had such sore feet! and my beautifully pedicured feet have blisters and calluses! the horror! they'll get a good soaking and rubdown tomorrow, after i've returned from getting my unwanted hair removed by a laser. but that, my friends, is another story for another time...
Posted by Musikchyck at July 26, 2004 11:16 PM | TrackBack