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The End of My Mind I Just Flew in From... Somewhere... and Something... Tired.

OK, I really didn't fly in from anywhere, but boy am I tired.

I realized it sure has been some time since I took a vacation. I mean like more than a couple of days here or there.

My normal vacation time period for the year has come and gone. I used to take an annual trip to the beach and that was always a nice time. Just a week of decompression. Last one of those I think was three years ago.

I've used up all my leave at the credit union doing knee surgeries. I changed jobs this year and don't have the leave time accrued. In theory, I have more leave time ability with the new job, but I've got a major roll out coming in about 5 weeks and so taking a week is pretty verbotten. Although... my boss just took a week off... so that doesn't sit well with me.

Anyway... I get 3 accrued weeks of vacation a year and I have (already) 5 personal use or lose days to use by the end of the year. And I've got sick leave too.

So... in theory... I'll have options for a vacation in the late fall.

Maybe I'll take a week in the islands or something. I just get the urge snooze on a beach somewhere with a frilly rum beverage.

This has been kind of a bleh post... I'll get back into posting again and hopefully it'll be more up-beat.

Happy 21st birthday Sir Charlie. Congratz on learning about whisky "neat" and enduring the prairy fire.

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