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Jun. 26th, 2006 08:55 pmMy upcoming vacation, just as the last one I had while with my current employer, is starting to become a source of anxiety for me. I am very much looking forward to it: I really need a break, especially if we may not be replacing our departing temp on a permanent basis (more on that later). However, it's coming right at the end of the quarter and I still haven't completed the projects I have on my list.
( More work stuff. )
I'll stop rambling. Yes, I have a lot of stuff to do. But I really need a vacation. A lot. And in three days, I'll be on one. And that will be good.
I'm looking forward to doing more of what I was doing on Sunday with my time off. I'm not looking forward to going down to Florida, largely due to the fact that I'm not. I'd have been scraping by pretty tightly as it was, and with the repair on the truck having eaten into my gas money, it's just not going to happen. (Oh, the truck? It was a corroded power cable that broke off before the starter. A new wire (combining with the tow to suck another $200 out of my pocket) resolved the issue. I wish I had had time to look at it myself and fix it; it wouldn't have been impossible to diagnose and not hard at all to fix. But with only one reliable vehicle, we just coudn't take the chance that I couldn't have done it.
What did Stormdog do on Sunday? He cleaned up! Not only that, he really enjoyed himself doing it. In lieu of that road trip I've been promising myself, I'm going to clean the entire house, top to bottom. (Well, maybe not the basement, but if you've seen our basement you'll know that that's understandable.) Having a clean dwelling is so lightening!
( House stuff. )
As I write this, it's almost eight o' clock and I've only recently managed to leave work. Evil Bob was stuck late doing an emergency system build, so I was there along with him, which explains in part the verbosity of this post. I did manage to use the time to get some documentation done for the quarter end, and finish a system build of my own, so it wasn't a total loss. With that done, and with some luck, I'll even have time to spend some time Moira. She was wonderful enough to hold off on dinner for me, despite my objections, and I can't wait to get my paws on some of her nachos. I'm starving!
( More work stuff. )
I'll stop rambling. Yes, I have a lot of stuff to do. But I really need a vacation. A lot. And in three days, I'll be on one. And that will be good.
I'm looking forward to doing more of what I was doing on Sunday with my time off. I'm not looking forward to going down to Florida, largely due to the fact that I'm not. I'd have been scraping by pretty tightly as it was, and with the repair on the truck having eaten into my gas money, it's just not going to happen. (Oh, the truck? It was a corroded power cable that broke off before the starter. A new wire (combining with the tow to suck another $200 out of my pocket) resolved the issue. I wish I had had time to look at it myself and fix it; it wouldn't have been impossible to diagnose and not hard at all to fix. But with only one reliable vehicle, we just coudn't take the chance that I couldn't have done it.
What did Stormdog do on Sunday? He cleaned up! Not only that, he really enjoyed himself doing it. In lieu of that road trip I've been promising myself, I'm going to clean the entire house, top to bottom. (Well, maybe not the basement, but if you've seen our basement you'll know that that's understandable.) Having a clean dwelling is so lightening!
( House stuff. )
As I write this, it's almost eight o' clock and I've only recently managed to leave work. Evil Bob was stuck late doing an emergency system build, so I was there along with him, which explains in part the verbosity of this post. I did manage to use the time to get some documentation done for the quarter end, and finish a system build of my own, so it wasn't a total loss. With that done, and with some luck, I'll even have time to spend some time Moira. She was wonderful enough to hold off on dinner for me, despite my objections, and I can't wait to get my paws on some of her nachos. I'm starving!
