I went to Israel with my father for a week just before Thanksgiving to see my brother before his IDF draft date. When I got back, I checked my days in my company’s payroll system and saw I used 18 days this year and had 17 left to use. 17 days???? There weren’t even 17 workdays left in the year!!! What was I going to do? 5 days roll over, which leaves me with 12. My company doesn’t pay you for days you don’t use. I decided to use 1 and lose the remaining 11. Even though I don’t celebrate Christmas, I was fortunate to be able to take the day of Christmas Eve off and have a 4-day weekend. Finn and I headed to my family’s beach house.
It has been waaaaaay too long since I last posted here. If you stopped by at some point in the past few months, I greatly appreciate it. If this is your first time here, then welcome. I hope you enjoy your stay. Thank you, Fitters, for allowing me to come back with open arms.
I figured I’d start with where I’ve been since it hasn’t been here, hanging out with all of you. Even though the week is Sunday to Saturday, to me the week begins on Monday. Monday is the start of the workweek after all. So, Mondays. And Tuesdays. And Wednesdays. And Thursdays. And Fridays. I sit here for five straight days from roughly 9 in the morning until 5:30-6 in the evening, sometimes later; in other words, I spend more time here than I do in my bed: