Remember when I was -55 hours for my vacation time with work? Well, that was rough. I was told I couldn't take vacation until Christmas. And let me remind you, I was told that in June. That was 6 months of not taking one single day for myself. It was rough.
But I made it.
Barely.
When I went to turn my Vacation Responder on today, this is what I saw:
I think this is a record for longest stretch between vacations. I hope I never achieve it again.
And so now, I'm off to Mexico. I'll see you all in a week. And, I'll be tanner than you.
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I hate you!
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