Dylan Stafford

1-11-11

Haven’t posted since Christmas-gotta start somewhere. Christmas kicked my butt. We planned a 13 day trip to three states, Texas, Rhode Island and New Jersey. We were supposed to come home December 29, and 35 minutes before takeoff, sitting at the gate, our return was canceled. Fog in Chicago.

We were sick. We wanted to go home.

Instead, we called our friends who’d hosted us the prior night and asked if we could extend our visit until we got a return flight.

We had to wait four days to find the next open flight, since everything was still back-logged from the blizzard the week before. We ended up returning Saturday night, on the last flight out of Boston. We wet through Minneapolis (minus 100 degrees) and got back to our home in Los Angeles at 2:00am Sunday morning, or 5:00am East Coast time.

Instead of arriving Wednesday and having a four day weekend to exhale and get ready to go back to work, we got back in the wee hours Sunday morning, sick and exhausted.

I went to work Monday, then had to take the rest of the week off. By the time I saw the doctor I had sinusitis. He gave me a Z-pack prescrition and suggested rest…

So, yesterday, the second Monday of 2011, became my first day of the year. I’ve been away from work for 3 weeks basically. Everything is foreign. What are my passwords? What are my priorities? It was a bewildering day. I felt like a grade schooler who got dropped off at high school by mistake.

It will get better. It always does. I know that intellectually, but yesterday it was all gloom and doom.

I got up early today. Meditated for 40 minutes. Did some stretching. Paid some bills. Wrote a little bit. Now I gotta get a shower and get going.

Happy 2011.