Today at 1:30 p.m., my vacation began - I am DONE for the rest of the year, and it is delicious, like cheesecake and bacon and homemade alfredo sauce, except not all together.
I set up my Out-Of-Office message to read, "blah blah blah, I'm gone bitches, I will NOT be checking email, if you need urgent, immediate, someone-is-bleeding-or-dying assistance, call my cell". I sent out a huge important email, and promptly clocked out. I opened up my work email from home just now for the express reason of giving it the finger. It felt really good.
I think back on where I was at exactly this time last year, think about what I got through these past 12 months, and I'm proud, but relieved to (once again) put this year behind me. Just the words, Twenty-Ten, sound scary. There are a lot of drastic changes coming at work; a year from now, I may be without a job, or I may *have* a job, but will have seen about half of my coworkers get laid off. I'll watch the program I have supported for the past 5 years, and an era in spaceflight, come to an end. My 10-year high school reunion will come (and I will ignore it). We may talk about this Baby thing again. It's a lot to wrap my brain around.
So once again, I'm going to leave the past to itself, let the future wait, and enjoy the In Between.