It has been almost four weeks since I had back surgery, and I've been hanging out at home ever since. Lord only knows how I will go back to work after 6 weeks of (literally) doing nothing. Here's how I know it has been too long since I've been a part of the real world: 1. I'm all caught up on EVERY television show that you could imagine, and I've even started watching new shows (how is that even possible?). Shows that I have no business watching. Pop-Up Video: Jersey Shore edition. Yes, really. And I've actually started setting TV reminders to let me know when it's time to tune in to a certain show. Who does that?! Oh, and I'm now convinced that I am personal friends with Bethenny Frankel. No biggie. Just slightly delusional.
2. My dirty laundry pile (that I can't wash) consists of t-shirts, sweatpants, and sweatshirts. And underwear. That's it. Not that I normally traispe around in DVF wrap dresses, but I do normally wear the occasional - wait for it - pair of khakis. *gasp!*
3. I'm actually reading my Strategic Management textbook for the class I'm taking. Like, reading it. Not just flipping through when I want an answer. In case you're wondering, no, it isn't any more interesting than one would guess.
4. I check Jake's iPad on a regular basis (every 20 minutes... but never on a plane runway) to see if anyone has made a move in Words With Friends. And my mood for the day can be dramatically altered by whether or not I am facing the letter line-up of eeeeiiu.
5. Indication that my brain OFFICIALLY doesn't work: when given the opportunity to give a 1.5-year-old a Thin Mint while she was sitting on our couch, I said yes. What? Why?!