No witty sayings or little snip-its of reality for you this week, guys. Sorry. I could blame it on Eerie’s zombies, but the truth is even worse. Work called and requested my presence, so I’m traveling this week. I think my employer wanted to make sure I was still alive and breathing. The best way to do that, make sure I really exist, hence the request for my physical presence 1300 miles away from home. And for those keeping up with the blog, yep, I’m still in the process of moving, so this is oh so fun right now! When I make it home, I’ve got two weeks to get all moved in and settle and hopefully, then I’ll be able to get back to my version of normal.
Until then, I think I’ll try to pass one of Eerie’s swamp inhabitants off as me. Think it will work?