Digging out from Vacation

I once had a co-worker say, “You know it was a good vacation when you feel like you need a vacation after it.”  We just got back from a week in the Outer Banks or North Carolina.  This was our first trip there, and our first trip to the Mid-Atlantic region in general.  We rented a house with the extended family and would definitely do it again.

One of the joys of my new job is less e-mail.  Gone are the days at Microsoft of 1000’s of emails a day (and, no, that is not an exaggeration.)  Granted you got pretty good at Outlook folder rules, but a weeks vacation would usually yield 600 or more items in the inbox.  This time, less than 125, most of which were dispatched quite quickly.

The most interesting was an email from a childhood friend I’d been trying to look up for some time.  I’d Googled his name a few times in the past, but never found much contact information or anything that led me to believe he was the same dude I knew from back in the day.  Turns out he was doing the very same thing and finally found me via my Photography Business.  I fired off an email to him last night.  It’ll be cool to catch up, as we spent most of our lives up through high-school together.