I get 20 days of vacation plus 9 regular and 1 floating holiday a year. The problem is, only 15 days of vacation can be carried over past New Year's (well, extended to June 1 in 2006), overtime work earns comp time which counts toward the 15 day limit instead of actual money, and there's much gnashing of teeth and wringing of hands if I try to take even a single day off.
I'd be thrilled by the comp time setup if I weren't always overloaded to the point that regular days off I try to schedule get deep-sixed. But comp time only works as an incentive for extra work if they actually let you take the time off.
I think there's a song in here somewhere. "We used to bungle in the jungle, but now it's just thrubbery in the shrubbery.."
Okay. So despite being on the verge of death, I've managed to tidy up, do a load of laundry, vacuum, sweep, swiffer, take out the trash, pay rent, and scour the tub.
Being a grownup verily does blow. I just felt sicker looking at the sloth I was living in, and now, although the cold remains, my life feels better. If that makes any sense.
Now to have a bowl of soup, take medicine, take a bath, put on my fresh jammies, and sleep the fuck out of this plague.
Before I dare click, are the psycho killer squirrels having sex? Afraid of clicking ita's links
Go nap. Nap for those who cannot nap!
People need to stop calling me. My phone can go for weeks without ringing. Today, I've had five calls. Never quite sure what kind of squawk is going to emerge. It has alarmed a couple callers.
Last night I frantically tidied up and swept, put in a new shower curtain, and cleaned out the visible gunk in my bathtub drain (not that it's actually draining any faster, but at least it doesn't look horrific anymore). My landlord is spraying for pests today, and I'm really not keen on more than one room being a sty when he passes through.
I do find myself wondering if he'll open my bathroom blinds and enjoy the sudden dive-bombing of the wasps I trapped behind them.
Allyson, I saw this and thought of you. Bonus Black Dahlia countdown.
Being an adult does blow, but you just improved your life -- that's got to count for something, eh?
