I told God that I’ve figured out there are two types of “last week before vacation.” The first type is where I’ve made sure that nothing is going on at work, that I have the kind of week where I can sit and twiddle my thumbs.

The other kind is like this week. I end up putting in overtime trying to get everything in place and stable so that I won’t have to spend my vacation doing emergency fixes and maintenance from wherever I happen to be. Sometimes I end up putting in almost as much overtime the week before as I spend on vacation. Of course even that beats the one time I put in sixty hours of work the week while I was on vacation. For problems that weren’t even my fault.

And when I finished telling God this, she smirked. She didn’t just smile, she actually smirked.

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