...they fit great, but even an old pair of shoes will feel weird if you haven't worn them for a while. That's what it felt like going back to work.

There were a few disorienting pieces:
--Couldn't get on the Internet--something got reconfigured in my absence.
--The new member bulletin board features photos of people I've never seen.
--I wrote some pastoral notes and put stamps on them from the stash in my desk, then realized that they are 37-cent stamps.

I felt like Rip Van Reverend.