My Work Is A Mack Truck

Tonight, I feel a bit like I've been hit - okay, bumped - by a big truck.  After eleven days off in a row, sleeping in with B-man and Paige, enjoying happy hour every night, shopping leisurely and generally lounging around, what the hell was I thinking going back to work? 

I always forget that, after a vacation, not only are my own projects waiting like crouching tigers, so are the endless questions/needs/requests of my staff.

Good Lord, people.

 image from nairaland.com