So as you’ve probably gathered, my vacation was not only from work but also from each and every one of the Internets. As much as I love them, it was awfully nice not checking my mail or even so much as hearing the word “blog” for eleven days.

I spent several days at my folks’ house in Massachusetts, where I didn’t wear socks the entire time and got a sunburn and ate a number of things that had been grilled. The rest of the time I spent at home in New York, where Chris and I cleaned the apartment but otherwise avoided being in any way productive. It was pretty awesome.

Of course, I’m back at work today and have nearly six hundred messages to sort through, which is always exciting. And I’m yawning my head off because I haven’t gotten up this early in almost two weeks. But after careful consideration, I have concluded that it was totally worth it.