Vacation, all I ever needed.

Next week, I get a week off of work. Bad news: I used all the hours for time off last fall, so if I take a vacation this week, I won't get paid for it. And I'm fine with that.

Money is scant consolation for peace of mind, which, God willing, I'll get on my vacation.

Even if I had to writhe naked over miles of broken glass and hot coals...if I didn't have to do it at the store, I'd be happy. (Can't you tell how much I need this?)