Why can't Saturday get here sooner?
I feel like a kid back in grade school. You know the feeling when the weekend could never get here fast enough, and is gone again way too quickly? Yeah, I feel just like that.
I am so excited for this weekend, and I was thinking while I was at work (yeah, I have lots of downtime at work most days; it kicks ass) that I might actually get to take some time off for a real getaway this summer. Nothing huge, but an actual planned vacation type thing. Not to mention that I got my benefits package in the mail this week and will now actually have health insurance again after a 3-year lapse.
So, in short, things are good at work. I'm stable in my position, get paid decently, and can actually go to the doctor if I need to, which is a huge weight off my shoulders. Not to mention that I get vacation time too, which means there will be some plans to attend some amusement parks (both sinful and benine) a.k.a. some Great Adventure/Hershey Park/King's Dominion goodness and do I hear the tinkling, joyful noises of the Atlantic City casinos? Why yes, yes I do.
I am so excited for this weekend, and I was thinking while I was at work (yeah, I have lots of downtime at work most days; it kicks ass) that I might actually get to take some time off for a real getaway this summer. Nothing huge, but an actual planned vacation type thing. Not to mention that I got my benefits package in the mail this week and will now actually have health insurance again after a 3-year lapse.
So, in short, things are good at work. I'm stable in my position, get paid decently, and can actually go to the doctor if I need to, which is a huge weight off my shoulders. Not to mention that I get vacation time too, which means there will be some plans to attend some amusement parks (both sinful and benine) a.k.a. some Great Adventure/Hershey Park/King's Dominion goodness and do I hear the tinkling, joyful noises of the Atlantic City casinos? Why yes, yes I do.