I have gypsy blood in my veins. There is absolutely no arguing that, it’s plain fact, proven over and over again. So, it comes as no shock to anyone who really knows me that I am incredibly uncomfortable to be confined within the short walls of a cubicle. In fact, the entire office building gives me a severe case of claustrophobia.
But, as with most irrational fears, one must face their phobia head-on and laugh at it in order to overcome it. It is with this in mind that I am facing a full MONTH in a confirmed (totally written in stone) grounded state. The overload of reports in the office is towering over the general lack of field work (yet again), so I was told (because I’m so awesome at writing 
) that I should not plan to get on a plane for a while. My frequent flyer status is in jeopardy and my sanity level is quickly dwindling.
In an attempt to combat my addiction for wandering, I will probably spend the next month exploring places near my home in Northern Michigan. Prepare yourself to be regaled by adventures of two tracking, stomping through the woods, and most likely getting stuck in the mud. For my first, “office arrest” blog, I will take you on a trip to the peninsulas of Old Mission and Leelanau. Tune in next week for that.
I am going to sit right here in my chair and refresh every minute until you update!….:-)