I was talking to my boss about the company website this afternoon when I saw an email pop up on his screen. It was from me and said that I quit. I looked over at my desk and saw my jokester co-worker scampering away from my desk. Well, I said, it looks like I quit so I get to go home now. My boss was amused but said I couldn't quit. I said, that's right, you said I couldn't quit until you retire so when are you going to retire? He wouldn't give me a firm date but hinted that it will be around 5 years. I don't know if I can wait that long.
The weekend is here, finally, and part of me wants to sleep late, watch movies all day, eat a big bowl of ice cream and make all of my chores magically go away. I don't think that is going to happen. The dogs won't let me sleep in too late and I have a long to-do list. The weather will be great so I don't have any excuse not to get a lot done. But I don't mind the chores too much. Just having a day off after 5 weeks of work is wonderful in itself.