I took a six day vacation from work to recharge myself. You know, get my house clean, get myself all rested up, finish writing a novel, catch up with friends and relatives, write letters to people.

I will give you one guess as to how many of those things were accomplished.

Well, maybe the recharging thing. That wasn’t so bad. Of course, the only thing I ended up organizing was my own little writing corner and bookshelf area (a girl’s gotta have priorities).

And so, I was feeling pretty good about going back to work this morning. Okay that’s a lie. But, I was feeling better than I thought I would.

Then I squirted makeup all over my cardigan while I was getting ready, and twenty minutes later, it was discovered that I’d forgotten to tell the babysitter to come back today instead of tomorrow.

When I finally made it to work, I was taken aside to be shown my New Filing System, which had been put into place by one of our marvelous assistants (yeah, that’s how chaotic my brain is, I have to be shown how to file. I mean, it’s not like I don’t know how to file, it’s more like, my way makes more sense to me, but apparently when I’m gone six days, no one can find a damn thing because my way only makes sense to me). So I see my new marvelous filing system, and see a hundred notes on things that I need to check on, and decide I’ll do that later after I get logged into my computer.

So, I turned on my computer, and was told in big white font on a scary black screen that: ALERT! No Hard-drive detected!

Just so you know, turning your computer off and on again about fourteen times, does not fix this problem.

After a run-down of all the little catastrophes that occurred during my absence, finally I hit enough of the right buttons in the correct sequence, that the computer rebooted itself and I was able to see my gazillion emails. At which point I was wondering, Why did I think it was a good idea to take a week off, again???

Oh right, the recharging thing.

Six days is either too many or too few days for optimal recharging to take place. That’s the moral of this story.



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