I'm sure many of you have been wondering if I am, in fact, still breathing. Rest assured I am, despite ignoring an impressively large queue of unanswered instant messages, emails, voicemail, and Facebook requests. If you haven't heard from me recently, take solace knowing that you're not alone.

The campaign has officially consumed my life. Last night I arrived home relatively early at about 7:30 PM. Within 30 seconds of entering the door, work called with a question. This morning, within 30 seconds of getting out of bed I received another call. I'm beginning to wonder if they have cameras hidden in my living room.

At least I knew what I was getting into. Julie didn't quite realize the ramifications of my new job and it's been a difficult task attempting to balance my job, marriage, and household chores. The best approach I've found is to simply redefine what “balanced” means—working 12-13 hours a day is fine, but 14 is just too much!

Despite the workload, I occasionally get a chance to read, daydream, and plan vacations I'm unsure if I'll ever be able to take. This afternoon we've been researching short trips to the Caribbean. We could use some sun and I have new dive equipment I'm eager to break-in. The Bahamas look pretty tempting right now.

My belated post has come to an end. In this break from work, I have dishes to wash and a living room to vacuum. It's all worth it though, right?