First morning back at work after the longest vacation EVER in the history of Meg.
Several shocking things have already occurred:
- I ate breakfast! WHAT?! Yes, indeed, a bowl of Kashi. I’m now all about the “I never do that!” activities. But it took a long time. You really need to chew that Kashi. I was pretty tired by the last spoonful, but there was no time to nap again before I had to leave.
- I packed a lunch. WHAT?! Yes, indeed, a tuna sandwich on flax bread, coronation grapes, and carrot sticks. And, uh, Pepperidge Farms soft cookies. BECAUSE IT’S MY FIRST DAY BACK.
- A man I have never noticed before on the bus said, “You’re back!” Oy.
- I had 466 emails. Meep.
- I look less tan under these lights. Dammit.
- I missed my co-workers. They are very cute. Woo!
Welcome back from another guy you obviously have never noticed before, or else you would have stopped by on the way home. *sniffle*
Welcome back from me, too. Hope it’s the first of many more.
And, no apologies necessary – I was busy anyway.
welcome back ms meg! I’ve enjoyed hearing all about your roadtrip!
But was it a CUTE man on the bus who noticed you were back? Probably not, or you would have called him a “boy.” :)
Oh, SNAP.
It’s good to have people miss you when you’re away. It means they noticed you in the first place. And in saying that, I feel like I have revealed a very secret place in my psyche.
Welcome home Meg!! Whee…!!
Kashi is hard to chew! Their oatmeal, though, is really good and is–obviously–much easier to eat.
I wish I could say I would miss my co-workers if I went on a trip.
Well thanks! We ARE kinda cute, aren’t we? Like just-hatched baby turtles trying to make it to the ocean. Kind of.
Welcome back!
Curtis was one of the first baby turtles I got to know at my job. And consequently, one of the best.
You’ve been on vacation for longer than 2 weeks, and more than once. I know, ’cause I was there.
True, true. But I was a kid. As an adult, a working adult, this takes the cake.
And I worked every summer at camp from 15 onward. Which you remember because you were blissfully happy to have me out of your hair:).