My usual schedule is all akimbo since I took off last Friday. I’m hoarding my hours of paid leave (given the option of making up the hours within a pay period or using vacation time, if I want to go to vegas this summer clearly I must choose the former). I might be spending money like it’s going out of style but I sure am tight-fisted with those vacation hours!
This means getting up at 5 (who am I kidding, I snooze till 6), out by 7, Starbucks by 7:03-- if I nail that one stupid light at the end of Diamondback, at the office by 8:45 (unless it’s raining or, god forbid, snowing, then 10) wait for 10.5 hours to pass, then hit the road, the gym, and settle in for a nice midnight snack/dinner. Wash, rinse, repeat.
Why are the short weeks always so LONG!?