Working Whistles

This...was me today. All day. Just about every moment f it was spent on the phone. The moment I hung up, it rang again. And then rang while I was on it still. The first day back after taking a few off (and really I only had one whole day off aside from the weekend, which is a given, and 3 hours on Friday.) is a bear. Questions abound, calls from those that wanted answers while I was away and the meeting. It was a meeting of sorts, anyway. But it was one of those meetings where you are left wondering if anything was really accomplished or grounded. I am thinking not. But hey..I will do my honest best. And that is all I can do.

It is funny how the Internet can make one feel that the world is so small, when you talk with those in which you connect. But yet at the same time, make you realize just how large it is. Those that you may connect with are so far away. Miles and mountains, time and money stand in your way when it would be really great to truly meet them or be able to hang out in the old fashioned sense. Those that you just know would be great friends and those that you may hold a secret crush for.

I had a nice little get together with the Fam tonight for my Birthday. It was nice and my sister makes an awesome Hershey cake. I think it is still sinking in that I am 37. 37...37.

Yeesh.

I am 37.

Can women at 37 still have Knights in Shining Armour (or just a really nice pair of chinos) ride up on a white horse bare back? (yes, he would be bare back too ;) And would I still be considered a Maiden? Or would I now be considered a wench? All used up and stuff. I still want someone to sweep me off my feet. I will even give him a little help. I got this cart that has wheels on it.

*sigh* 37.

I am trying to look at it from a more positive stance. I still have 3 years left till 40. And, they say 40 is the new 30. Whatever that means.