I've been gone for essentially two weeks. Two very long weeks. Two very full weeks. And I realized about day 10 that I'd been away from my beloved internet for a great length of time and didn't even notice.
Apparently it's my procrastinating tool. Or my entertainment tool. It is not my essential, must do or will die, tool.
I came online a couple days ago to check my email and discovered not ONE that required a response.
I came home today and went through the mail. Exactly ONE exciting thing came in two weeks. One bill and a stack of recycling material.
I've discovered that when your life is your family and you take your family with you....no one needs you much.
All about Disney another day. I got up this morning at the equivalent of 3:45 and I'm shot.
Besides, I'm pretty sure none of you is waiting on pins and needles to find out what I have to say. I know that because, well, no one commented on my silence while I was silent.
I feel very small.
And I'm OK with that.