Today I am out of the office sick. This is not the kind of sick where I don't come in because I don't want the rest of the office to catch my cold and I just work at home and get my family sick. This is the type of dizzy, fever, headache sick that makes it impossible to actually have a focused thought about work. I never thought of myself as a workaholic. I strive for work-life balance, I don't take work home (if I can help it) and I refuse to get email on my Blackberry because I don't want to be one of those parents that is checking email at the T-Ball game. Yet, I have one day where I physically can't think about work and feel completely disoriented. There is probably some sort of epiphany in here about the subtle creep of work into every aspect of our lives but I don't have the energy today to figure that out. If you have any extra brainpower on that topic share your insights below.

Here's to your health and life-balance,
Trista