After two glorious months in the summer sun it was finally time to return to the proverbial grindstone and head back to work. And today was that day. The thing that is most strange about all this is that even after two months away, it did not feel like I had ever left. Everything is as it was, the routine is the same and apart from the 60 e-mail messages waiting for me on the server, it could have just been a long weekend since I was there last. So, now I'll settle back into the routine of the rotating shift schedule and dream of the day when once again I can lounge in the back yard for weeks at a time with not a care in the world.
Boy, does 6:45 in the morning come early. I'd forgotten about that. And when was the last time I wore long pants? And socks!? Oh, well, I guess I can take solace in the fact that it is nearly the end of August and before we know it the snowflakes will be flying and the wind will be howling and the summer will be just a distant memory. And I still have my vacation time to take. I wonder how much Cuba is these days......

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