01/26/2007 Took a (2006) vacation day, three and one half days left. Didn’t do much. Nothing wrong with taking a day off to do… nothing. Slept in …a little. Was able to raise my head and wish John good luck. He was writing his last exam today. Got up, took a shit. Watched an episode of The Office that I missed last week, the one where Dwight Schrute returns to his job at Dunder Mifflin. Finished 284 out of 3340 entrants in an on-line poker tournament and won 80.16 chips. Ate two (four sides) of english muffin with peanut butter and got my laundry together. (I didn’t get to go to the laundromat on my regular Wednesday night because John and I were at the James St Armoury… but that’s a whole other blog.) I’m heading back soon to fold my clothes. Good for another week. Probably do the dishes when I get back but want to be careful and not work harder then when I’m actually at work. It’s a vacation day!! More then likely I’ll cook up an afternoon snoooooooooooze. Nothing wrong with that vacation!!! I love my sleep. I could get used to these four-day workweeks. I can survive on less money a month and still live comfortable. Enjoy your somewhat shorter weekend… and for God sake don’t forget your hat and mittens, it’s a head numbing, snot freezing, cold out there.