Well, knitmom, imagine this: we are having to have our mail held at the post office because our mailbox fell apart when hit by a plow and there's still a huge snow bank there.
So every day I have to physically GO to the post office! It means that I do nothing but drink coffee, fret, and read CC until 9:30 or 10 AM. Then, when there isn't anything in the mail, I have to go buy myself a Cherry Garcia pop as a consolation.

My business, which I should be attending to, is totally stagnating. I don't know what the name of this syndrome is, but many of us definitely share it!