Haven't posted in a while. This isn't necessarily something new, except that normally I have some sort of excuse; I'm busy, I'm out of town, I'm lying unconscious under some knife-wielding wacko, or what have you. But for the last two weeks I've been on the mend after said incident with the knife-wielding wacko, and have been confined to the house (being unable to sit or drive), so really I could have wasted all kinds of bandwidth with mindless drivel. Instead I was lazy.
People I know have probably frequently heard me mention that what I'd really like to do is go somewhere where nobody can reach me, like deep in the woods or up a mountain or something, and do absolutely nothing for a week or two. Well, I've been home, which can be made somewhat cave-like if the blinds are closed, but also had a phone and e-mail and other ways for people to reach me; but being trapped here I've had the opportunity I wanted to do nothing. So I gave it a try.
It's really boring. There, I said it. I've been working from home, which has been the only saving grace. Without work to do, I think I would have gone totally insane by now. I guess I'm just not made for doing nothing. Eh.
On the bright side, I'm feeling much better ... staples were removed from me today (staples! who put those there?!) and I'm generally able to walk around and do stuff (still not supposed to sit though). Thanks to friends who have helped relieve the boredom by coming by and humoring me for a bit. When I can drive, ... something.