WHY?!

Why did I decide to go back to work? Or better yet - why did I decide to go back to work in the middle of the summer... when the pool and the beach and vacations and everything else are beckoning me to come out and play? Even my 5 year old doesn't understand why Daddy can take him to play and to a friend's pool but I have to stay chained to my computer. I'm having a very hard time staying focused this week. A friend of mine and I have played the "Damn-its-still-not-friday??" game every day this week and guess what? It's STILL not Friday.