Remember to Breathe

Here's my excuse:  I've been busy.  Here's a quick recap on my life for the past two weeks:   Working full-time at a hotel on the strip. Working part-time after work (and during work) emailing and coordinating part of a huge event for my former employer. Spent last Friday through Monday working on-site at that event, running around like a crazy person all day and night, escorting VIPs, coordinating interviews and being happy and smiley the entire time as I caught up with former co-workers and old friends. Flew in Monday afternoon and went straight to work; tried not to fall asleep. (emphasis on the "tried"--pretty sure I dozed off once). Tuesday after work picked up my sister and The Thumb from the airport. Have spent every waking second with my family to squeeze in as much quality time with my nephew as possible.    I'm tired, and that's an understatement.    Other than not having any time to blog, nothing too random has happened in my life that's worth writing about.  Except for the grown woman who was eating baby food on the plane as I made my way home.  Pretty sure she was anorexic or something.  Strange.