Back to Reality

I spent most of last week at a conference in Sa.n Die.go.  S flew out a day after me and while I tried to stay awake in conference sessions he went mountain biking, sat on the beach, took naps...  I'm not jealous or anything.  The conference was ok although too academic for this practical chick.  You know you're in trouble when you're standing around a table and you're the only person without a Ph.D.  Needless to say, I was lost a whole lot of the time.  Ironically enough, I was attending an earthquake engineering conference and I felt two earthquakes the first night.  Score!  They were baby-quakes, less than 4 magnitude.

We spent the weekend on the beach enjoying beautiful sunshine.  It was bliss.

After traveling yesterday, picking up the dog from my in-laws and not getting home until 9:30pm I thought it would be a good idea to work out this morning.  Ow.  I figure I need to get back into it as quickly as possible given that I've been eating and drinking my way through the past 3 days!

Currently I'm avoiding really thinking about what I have to do for work.  Bad idea because I'm still really busy and travel again in two weeks (no travel for months and this is when it hits).

Sticking my head in the sand a little longer sounds like a fantastic idea to me.

Also sticking my head in the sand regarding our homestudy update.  We have to go back to our doctor - hopefully he doesn't make us do physicals again and we haven't fixed anything in our house that is supposed to be fixed by the time we have a placement.  Hey, it's only been a year.