So it’s my first day back to work this morning since Dec. 19th. Oh what a glorious day that was. I had my second “on the house” Christmas lunch at work and Carolan, Barnea and New Year’s Eve parties to look forward to. I didn’t have any Christmas shopping started, but did have a few solid empty days in which to do it. I knew that until this day, I would drive no further than St. Catharines, and by the hammer of Thor I’ve kept that promise.
In these past two and a half weeks, food tasted better. The air seemed fresher. I had more energy and self confidence than I ever dreamed of. And this morning that all comes to a screeching halt. With a mild cold still lingering and the promise of a fantastically annoying day, ney week, to come, I can do nothing but relax and let the hooks do their work.