I wish I was in Amy's shoes right now: thinking good vacation 'Christmas' thoughts. Currently, I have none.
I'm not even picky. I just want to be able to go outside and swim in my pool, or lay out on the deck without thinking I have to go in and get ready for work at 1500. Can I do that?
Let's take last night as an example. I had to man the two biggest instruments at work by myself. The only thing that saved me from going over the brink of insanity was that the work flow pretty much slowed down during dinner time for me to be able to catch up with the work I slacked on just to get by. After dinner, we had people who decided to visit the ER in hordes for crap and giggles. If you've had the sniffles and cough 3 days ago, go see a FP doctor. Not the ER. All they'll tell you is, "Take some Sudafed and call your doctor in the morning." That and a huge medical bill you could've prevented from happening if you just stayed at home and called your doctor in the morning as any regular Joe would.
Hate them all.
I can't even find time to write! Ask the Nilly. I came home last night whining so badly he thought I was a five year old. I was very cranky (from hunger) and tired. The only thing I didn't do upon getting home is throwing a temper tantrum. What prevented it was the FIL came for a visit and was staying the night.
Now I hope tonight's going to be different. Maybe I can even finish a chapter out.
What do you think?
BTW, new Seasonal Passion story is up. Read it, haven't commented on it yet. I am torn. The writing style is good but there was something so OOC about it that I can't give it a constructive review. Maybe tonight I can reread it again and maybe better review juices would come out.