11 days off in a row!
My office has a use-it-or-lose-it vacation policy, and my work anniversary is February 1. I had two as yet unused vacation days. So, it occurred to me that since my normal work week is now Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday, and today being a federal holiday for which my office is closed, if I took tomorrow and Wednesday as vacation days, I would have more than an entire week to do absolutely nothing.
So I did.
When I asked for the days off, my boss said, “Sure – you haven’t had a vacation in the three years you’ve worked here, have you?” Well, no, unless you count the three months off during the state’s COVID-19 lockdown in March, April and May. Otherwise, I only took a day here and there for medical appointments and the like (and, of course, when I fell down the steps on my way to work).
Isn’t it wonderful that even on a part-time job, I’m granted paid vacation time? I work for the best employers ever!
You wouldn’t think I’d need any vacation time on a three-day work week, would you? But I’ve noticed over the last year or so that even three days is becoming a struggle, what with my age and health. And then there’s the weather. Staying home for 11 days means that’s 11 days that I’m less likely to slide into another vehicle at a slippery intersection or to fall down my icy porch steps.
(BTW, to those who read me regularly: you may be happy to know that we have now put rubber treads on those porch steps. What a difference!)
There’s the added plus (or minus, depending on your viewpoint) of having the ability this week to watch all the news surrounding our Presidential inauguration and the aftermath of the recent Capitol riots. Will there, in fact, be another attempted coup before or during the inauguration itself? I’ll be safe at home, but glued to the TV and internet, so I’ll let you know.
(I did find it interesting, however- and a bit unnerving- that the State Police chose this week to advise me that my pistol permit is due for re-certification. Do they think I might be needing it? Certainly hope not!)
History in the making. Sometimes it’s good; sometimes it’s bad. This year it’s a bit of both.
Other than lazing about, my only plans are to catch up on chores and maybe do some shopping. Also, a much needed haircut – which, I admit, still makes me a bit nervous considering the upsurge in COVID-19 cases. Is this pandemic ever going to end?
I know I’ve been remiss in both posting and photography. Like many others, being house-bound except for work is definitely taking its toll on me. I’ve been wracking my brain for post ideas, and nothing comes to me; the weather has made it too uncomfortable, and sometimes dangerous, to venture out to scenic locations. Never mind that my body simply isn’t cooperating these days – a couple of weeks ago, I helped hubby lift something heavy into my vehicle and my knee gave out. I couldn’t bend my left leg for three days! And the pain was barely tolerable. Fortunately, this happened on a Thursday and I had already completed my work week, and happily, I can now walk more or less normally again.
It sucks getting old[er].
But Puppy Cody is slowing down a bit, too, now that she’s “middle-aged” (for a dog). It balances out nicely for us.
Enjoy your week, folks.
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