Vaca

Ahhh! It’s amazing the energy I somehow found once I clocked out today after what was one of the most hellish days of work in my LIFE. My job is emotionally draining. Yes, I’m sitting for most of my 12 hour day, but I am constantly typing orders into the computer, calling down to different departments for one reason or another. answering the effing telephone every five seconds or so and still managing to juggle the doctors calling out requests and the patients calling up on the “Nurse Call” light. Today I thought I would die. I was dragging by 5 o’clock. But once 6:55 rolled around I gleefully grabbed up my things and had to restrain myself from skipping to the elevator. I’m off for eleven straight days in a row, you see. My husband and I are going to Orlando to visit friends and family. And when we return I will only have to spend three days at work and then I’m off again for another four so we can go to Atlanta.

The only complaint I have is that my sweet precious little dog will have to stay at home. I’m debating on whether to take my new bike or not. I have been obsessed with riding it. Let me tell you, having a bike that was made in the last decade makes all the difference in the world. I’ve had to restrain myself from buying all the accesories possible for the thing. I. Love. It.

Now I’m just enjoying some “Me” time on the couch, playing on the computer and watching tv. I’m hogging it all for myself while everyone is out. Vacations are a wonderful thing, no?