I’ve never been so happy to be back at my nice quiet desk. I knew I had a few busy weeks, but when I finally had a moment to go back over personal e-mails I’ve been meaning to respond to and they date back to June . . . Oops.

Life seems to accelerate so fast sometimes that you don’t even have the ability to stop and take a breath. You are stopped and forced to take a breath, but then you have to get up and run for it. Kind of like bullriding. After a week out of the country and a weekend with my mom, I’m a little dizzy. I could really go for a nice 48 hours of no internet, telephone, e-mail, questions, answers, or decisions. I’m hoping that can happen on Friday night. And Saturday. Probably Sunday too . . .

You know you’re a grownup when a nap sounds more awesome than Disneyland.