The cost of the three day weekend – the monday-on-tuesday, where everything we put off last week because of the weekend is now urgent and behind schedule…. Instead I spent saturday doing not a fucking thing, just recovering from a long week.
The cost of the three day weekend – the monday-on-tuesday, where everything we put off last week because of the weekend is now urgent and behind schedule.
I’d like to say I spent my weekend writing. I’d like that to be true. Instead I spent saturday doing not a fucking thing, just recovering from a long week. I meant to go out and see a band but never made it out. Sunday, I decided to do a few things to get my backyard ready for a BBQ and then wound up deciding to undertake a major landscaping project, emptying out a very large number of planters and containers for re-planting. I wound the day up sweaty, grubby, making several trips to the local garden center for plants and dirt.
I later rewarded myself with some very good margaritas.
Sunday I put on a BBQ, for about three times as many people as I expected. Which was fine, because there was beer, and other consumable substances which enhanced my mood. And by pure luck, my BBQ was broken (ok, I knew it was broken, the luck was in having the parts out of stock everywhere in town), which means that instead of cooking, we ordered.
…and a good time was had by most.
I have a lot of snippets of things to write about, but no time today. The scripts I thought I fixed last week are broken again, the docs I meant to work on over the weekend, I ignored, and I now have a web-slave intern to train.
I need a vacation. It’s been almost a year since my last trip, to Fiji, and I am slowly going out of my mind.
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During my travels I talked to a bunch of different people, including a woman who works for the University of Calgary in some kind of training/HR thing. She was telling me about how she got a job offer in Texas one time, but turned it down because the healthcare was expensive and didn’t cover pre-existing conditions and because there was only 2 weeks of vacation a year, both of which she thought were completely barbaric.
Move to a civilized country! Canada wants you!
As soon as you guys annex Turks and Caicos, I’m there.
I miss vacations… my last vacation was JournalCon 2003… looks like my next vacation will be JournalCon 2005.
I want my hasenpfeffer!!!!
I look at this a year later and could have written the same exact entry. I spent the 4th weekend working in the yard, drinking margaritas (I make the best margaritas in the world. Trust me on that), and still don’t have a good bbq.
I still need a vacation, I’m still going out of my mind, and it’s now been almost two years since fiji.