Today was my Day Off. It was deemed so by my hardworking husband. He turned me last week and said, "You never get a day off. You work and work all day long, into the night, and never get a single day of vacation."
Hmm, you're right, I thought. The pay isn't so good, the sick hours are even worse and I haven't had a break in I don't remember how long.
And so it was decided that my first day of vacation would be today. So, what did I do on my day off? Well, the first thing I did was extend my hours a bit and take Friday night off too. I'm a greedy employee. On Friday, my sister and mom and I went to JoAnn's for a bit of retail therapy. Oh glory be. I was happy. So happy. I had a gift card in my pocket for my approaching birthday and a 30% discount courtesy of my generous JoAnn's employee of a sister. So I strolled the aisles like a queen in her court, picking out various goodies I would never purchase if I was in my right mind. It was fun.
Today, I sat all day long, undisturbed on the computer. It's not working now. Just kidding. I'm just poking fun at my poor sentence structure. It's late and I get crazy like that when it's late. Okay, so I actually worked on the computer all day, organizing our old photos in order to put them in an album (notice I didn't say scrapbook, because I'm not a low-class scrapbooker Martha, but a family historian!).
And then tonight I went to my local scrapbook store and dove into 2002. It was glorious. 1) Because I was on fire and the LOs I did were v. cute in IMHO; and 2) I won a prize. That was officially the first time in my life that I won a prize (except for you, honey ... I had to slip in a compliment for this great day somewhere). And then, bonus time!, a fellow scrapbooker asked if I wanted a Daisy Ds pack chock full of kid-themed stuff because she didn't have little rugrats, and it was apparent I had a lot. Thank you kids!
Oh, my time is up. I'll post a few pictures of the goods tomorrow after I finish scrubbing the spiral staircase. Back to work ... hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work I go ... wrong fairytale, I know, but it works.
7 comments:
Yeah for you. I suppose that this means my high hopes for a vacation with me are a no go?!? I haven't heard anything from you about the end of July. I think it'd be a great (little late) birthday extravaganza- the quilt festival, food, sewing, shopping....do you think you can convince Steve?
I'm waiting.....
p.s. I have 3 kids, you have 3 kids- we could have 6 together if you want to bring them with (though I fully admit it would be not even close to a vacay. But better than nothin').
NICE! Maybe your hubby could clue in my hubby and I could get one of those vacation days! Wouldn't that be nice.
From DH
Julia did not mention that around 4pm, I approached her desperately and reminded her that I get home from work on a good day around 5-6pm and that it would be great if she could relieve me from my duties that day and take over. She laughed and went scrap booking with her sister. Good for you Julia, way to take advantage of your day, because unfortunately they are far and few between.
Very sweet of Steve. I only have a 4 month old, but, oh ... being a working woman for so long, I stare longingly at weekends and crave the days of submitting vacation requests and the nail biting that ensued hoping my request would be granted. Do you think Lane would think it funny if I e-mailed him a vacation request?
P.S. What is LOs and IMHO? Is this some scrapbook language us plebs are not privy to understanding? And I love you, mom and Diana ... but I must say I am glad I wasn't there for the JoAnn's trip (not that I wouldn't love to spend alone time with you three) but I am not a JoAnn junky like the rest of you all and no doubt the amount of time spent there would have been significant ... I'd have to blow my plebian brains all over the poly cotton swatches. Love you.
If I had a day off I would love to deal with all my photos too!
Wow, I am super impressed. How thoughtful of Steve to make that observation and even better, do something about it! He's a keeper. (:
Oh, and I could just imagine you both laughing your heads off with the missionaries. What a funny story.
I am sooo jealous!
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