Jen and I both booked a vacation day for tomorrow. All week I’ve been looking toward Friday thinking… you can do it… you can make it there. Now, it’s also my birthday so I’m not really looking forward to that, but otherwise… yeah, get here.
But what is a vacation day anyway? It used to be this glorious thing. Now… it’s the same as any other day, just without the whole work thing. On that front it’s still wonderful but we can’t really do anything special. You can’t make any cool plans for your day off that don’t involve staying home. We’re trying to come up with things, but most of what we have won’t happen for a couple of weeks. Yesterday we spent my lunch hour planning major kitchen renovations. It’s all up in the air at the moment, but it does involve hiring my step daughter to do some painting. More to come on that.
So I just need to get through the work day today and then I can start a glorious, social distanced, long weekend.
Oh, did I mention there’s a chance Jen might be cutting my hair this weekend? It’s going to be AWESOME!