I’m still waiting for a computer cord (power). I have a camera full of pictures, a box brimming with unanswered email, a pile of thoughts unblogged, a thousand articles unread, You Would Think that At Least my house would be clean. But its not.
But at least Matt is home.
If this cord doesn’t arrive today I don’t know what I’ll do. I’d like to think that I’d run screaming through the neighborhood, but probably I’ll just work and go another day without being online.