A 3 Day Weekend

I even tried to leave work early.
Not tremendously early, just 1/2 hour. A mere 30 minutes.

I went to check with my project of the hour compatriot to be sure he had things handled.
I knew he had just been talking with one customer because he had asked me a question.

But less than 5 minutes later – he was gone.
And then I realized that all other manager, supervisor types were also gone.

So – I turned my computer back on, called home to give an ETA of home arrival, and went back to work.

But at 4:30 I was packed up and ready to skeedaddle. Checked in with the 2 that stay until 5, and out the door.

The original idea had been to get home, pack (since there had not been any time to accomplish this earlier), and take off for a 5 hour (under good conditions) jaunt southward.
But while slogging through the homeward commute I decided that the tonight or tomorrow AM question was listing toward the AM.

So – now, as soon as that was agreed to by all involved, the tiredness is coming in waves.
I need to pick it up for a bit and finish the packing part.
Early to bed will probably not be an issue, and then it will be early to rise.

It will also allow us to spend at least part of an evening with our friend Dennis – who lives south, but is spending the fabulous fourth here.

3 Day Weekends are:
Sweet, Awesome, Rad, Cool, Groovy, or whatever your generation likes to use to describe Nice.

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