Yeeeesh! At the end of a whole day of prioritizing about a billion defects and creating spreadsheets and reorganizing gargantuan word docs and agonizing about leaving my work not anywhere near as polished as I would like it to be, I handed it all off to a totally competent co-worker and took my leave. I said to Nik that my two weeks off will go like the wind and I’ll be back butt in seat before you can say Jack Robinson. (The Commander used to say that when I was a kid and I got the point but I’m not really sure what significance was behind it. I guess I could use The Google, couldn’t I?)
I dunno why it is so hard to shift gears. I love my work but I work really hard so I do look forward to time off. But then when time off is imminent, a part of me doesn’t want to leave my home (or my work!). Go figure. Once I get on the road, I am okay. As long as I am not tormented by blizzards or tornadoes or whatever and it looks like we are relatively safe from either of those, at least for our trip down.
If I were a young kid, I might’ve wanted to scurry home from work and dive into the car and head down the I75 Snowbird Geezerway directly and maybe even drive all the way down to Crazy Old Florida in one fell swoop. But naw. We’re taking a few days to get to our destination and so we began our journey with our usual Friday Night Oscar Tango thing with CHicks and porterization and the whole works. And then we walked a street over to the annual Fool Moon festival. I am not always particularly successful at getting good pics at this event and tonight was no exception but I do like this peace sign pic. As a bonus, I didn’t really catch that the waxing gibbous moon was in the pic until I looked at it later to post it on Instagram and facebook.
So PEACE to you in this [arguably] uncertain time in world history, from my adopted home town, The Planet Ann Arbor, as I try to shift from this beat goes on-and-on-and-on-and-on-and-on into gliiiiide…. (beware, it’s a YouTube video and probably has an ad) 💜 🌔