Dhyana says she has senioritis. With just a few weeks left in her undergraduate career, I s'pose she's entitled.
I have holidayitis. I guess I can't get senioritis until I'm 55. Doh!
Between Thanksgiving, going to Lawrence and STL, and Christmas break, I'm working a total of 11 days between now and January 5.
Carla has already cursed me to my face, but, hey, I believe I've earned those 315.5 hours of sick leave. I'll only use 45. I'll save some for the doldrums in February.
Today sure felt it should be a Friday.
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I sure enjoyed subbing in Art class for those 45 hours, at least 20 of which I snipped snowflakes along with those delinquents. Bring it on in February. 315 hours, eh? Wowzers! I don't even want to figure out how many days that is...how did you not need more mental health days than that?
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