So, my vacation began about two and a half hours ago. I actually still feel pretty tired, even after a powernap. It just worked out like that. On my way home from work, I was cut off once, had someone merge on top of me once, and had to zone out listening to Nightwish's "Beauty & the Beast" or burst a blood vessel. Sheesh.
My manager gave me 4 hours for the packet of information I put together. I'm pleased as punch about that. More time = fatter paycheck next Thursday.
Now, I'm about to go to the rehearsal, so I can see where I'm supposed to put my feet tomorrow. Let's hope I don't screw it up too badly, eh? *wink*
My manager gave me 4 hours for the packet of information I put together. I'm pleased as punch about that. More time = fatter paycheck next Thursday.
Now, I'm about to go to the rehearsal, so I can see where I'm supposed to put my feet tomorrow. Let's hope I don't screw it up too badly, eh? *wink*