Thursday, January 27, 2011
It's still not clear to me whether all workaholics seem to live in the apple, or whether the apple inevitably turns us all into workaholics.
The whole world could freeze over -- which lately it feels like it has -- and we all just retreat into our igloos and just keep working. In fact, all this week, I've gotten into work as the sun was rising and have only gotten out well after the sun has set. During the day Manhatttan turns to slush. But at night, Manhattan turns to ice. (I can't decide which is worse. But either way, there's no need to be outside. Just inside. Working.).
Well not tonight! The Vitamin-D-deficient me is kicking off those hard earned pair of boots, trading in the pencil skirt for the sweat pants, making the best hot chocolate ever, and hopefully getting to know a whole lotta military wives through the Blizzard Bloghop!
Let's hope the blizzard not only leaves us with mounds of snow, but bloggy friends as well!