Thinking about money, but needing a holiday

Friends, it’s official. I’m cranky and tired.

Despite my routine thoughts about my taxes, my after tax pay, my retirement and my debt load, I’ve avoided blogging for a few days because I’m dog tired, likely incoherent, and I think now – just plain cranky.

There’s been a perfect storm brewing over the last little while. I’ve worked pretty hard in my full-time gig. Now, I’d expect we’re all working pretty hard in our jobs, and I don’t expect any sympathies or pats on the back for doing my job. But, it’s been just over a year since my last holiday, and my last holiday was not restful.

The part-time gig is just crazy busy, in the best kind of way. Weight Watchers has amped up their marketing and promotions and we’re busier than we’ve been in 13 years.

Gus, my littlest furry son, who is adorably cute and soft, likes to get up at 4 a.m. for a love-in. I can’t resist his charms even at this ungodly hour. His approach is soft and loving. He wants nothing other than just to snuggle and purr and lick my nose. By 5:00 a.m. he usually wants up. He changes his approach to annoying. Therefore, I’ve been up at 5:00 a.m. every day (yes, EVERY day) for about the last four months. It’s amazing how much a person can accomplish between 5:00 a.m. and 7:00 a.m. if they wanted to.

The youngest has been in a Lupus flare since Christmas. Not a bad one, but a flare none-the-less. She’s been at school for two days since Christmas. This always means increased Mommy demands at home.

The snow in the driveway and on the front walk will simply have to wait to be shovelled. I physically can’t do it.

Hope this doesn’t sound like complaining or whining. Like the meterologist on TV, I’m merely pointing out the high pressure approaching from this direction, and the other high pressure zone approaching from another direction, to create a bit of a personal hurricane.

I have a vacation scheduled to start February 2. This morning, I’m wondering if I’ll make it to February 2. There are certain things I want to have crossed off my to-do list by the time I walk out of the office. Both things are rather large. It’s possible to accomplish them both, but one certainly trumps the other. Send me productive vibes, and perhaps I’ll make it to next Wednesday before I walk out of the office for a couple of weeks.

What do I have planned for my vacation?  About 15 afternoon naps.