I am now officially on vacation from work. After working like an insane person on speed all weekend and this week, I'm ready for my vacation. So why is it so hard for me to let go of work?
Case in point. I spent my final hour at work before leaving writing memos to coworkers on where to find my shit and where the backups were. I even e-mailed copies of my work to other places and then CALLED those places to make sure they got them and could open the files. Me? Work-obsessed? What makes you think that?
But it's starting to sink in now about the vacation and I'm getting appropriately excited. Jeff and I got a new suitcase on Wednesday (part of it is to also eventually take over for the cheap one I bought last May that now has dents and ripped zippers thanks to airport luggage handlers).
Jeff didn't like my idea of testing durability of luggage by hurling it down the escalator at the department store that we were at. *sigh* He never lets me have any fun.