Okay. So the new job went from office yoga and computer games to nine and a half hour days with a pear jammed in my mouth as I wrassle my way through feet and feet of files passing as a lunch break.
When I leave work I run to the gym and work out as hard as I can, then come to the library so that I can jump on the net and read emails from my friends and get as much blogging as I can in for the hour allotment the library police allow. (For all of my blogging friends out there - I'm reading what I can before I get booted - I miss the connection with your daily lives!) When I finally get home to the motel room, I hug my cranky cats, and set about trying to fix a dinner for myself that is both good for me and microwave friendly - no easy challenge. Your culinary suggestions are welcome :) Then I grab a shower and collapse in front of the tube where I watch shows that make me feel good like Queer Eye, Whose Line Is It Anyway, and movies like Say Anything.
Okay. The library policechick is giving me a fierce eye. Time to move on . . . More soon . . . :)