I got my wish. Yay.
Today I started a nine day vacation from work.
I really needed it. Was getting horribly burnt out.
I've been fighting a head cold for two weeks now. I told everyone last night that I hoped I was sick for my first two vacation days so I could get over it.
Like I said: I got my wish. My head feels like a bag of leaky doughnut holes. Ack. I think I'm going to spend the rest of the day on the couch. Gonna hammer down a few nyquil shooters and veg out on front of the teevee.
I told the fellers they better email me and tell me what's been going on in the house so I'll have something to write about for the next nine days. Otherwise I'm going to have to suck something out of my thumb every day until I get back to work. I have a few topics on the spindle, but not enough to carry me through.
We'll see what happens.
In the meantime, I'm going to get more kleenex.
Be careful in there.
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