Today was actually a pretty good day. I didn’t exactly get a lot accomplished work-wise, but other things made it a good day.
The best part of the day is actually pretty funny… we had a team meeting and it was announced that vacation capacity is being expanded for the weeks of Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s. We request vacation time every year in October and November. At that time last year, only two people in my department of 120 employees had less seniority than me. Since we can only request time off for one of these three weeks, I requested Thanksgiving. By the time bidding made its way to me, that had the shortest wait list. I was third on the wait list for Monday through Wednesday, but had Friday after Thanksgiving off (it’s a work day for my employer). But I figured I’d take what I could get and be happy.
In the past, 20% of the workforce is allowed off for those weeks. Today they announced an increased vacation capacity to 40% of the workforce. When I got back to my desk, I pulled up the vacation calendar for the department and confirmed with various personnel changes how many people are in my job classification in our department. Under 40% capacity, twenty-three people get time off during those weeks. Another quick glance told me nine people were approved off and seven were wait listed so that left seven available spots. I fired off an email requesting days off for Christmas Eve, the day after Christmas, and New Year’s Eve. I’ve been with the company for 3.5 years and I alley-ooped the most sought after set of vacation days out from under quite a few 20-year employees. I’ll give up my dates in October to have more time during the holidays. ¡No problema! This will never happen again, but I plan to enjoy it while it lasts!
Scott poked the hell out of my left trap again tonight and it hurts like the dickens, but it loosened up a lot after he used me for a pincushion on Tuesday and is looser still this evening. It’s also bruised clean through (you get stabbed by a bunch of needles and we’ll see how you feel!). By and large, though, it does feel better. He also wrangled a cavitation out of my thoracic spine–a feat in and of itself.
I think I’ve told you, I use two different groups for printing my books. My personal books go through MyPublisher, if I’m hired out to do books/albums for others, I use Blurb. MyPublisher is limited to 100 pages, Blurb allows umpteen pages. The biggest difference, though, is the quality of the product. MyPublisher offers a heavier weight stock and a new heavily lacquered version that is scratch resistant. Better yet, the heavy lacquer creates crisper images and makes the colors in the photos pop. And the best part is that after four books with MyPublisher, my templates are spot on for how much room I have to allow for the gutter and trim marks (talkin’ a li’l shop, I know). My mama was, and is, a graphic designer. Yours truly used to own a graphic design business as well. Now I use my powers for good instead of evil and create my coffee table books to commemorate my many travels. (And if you click on the cover art, it’ll take you to my pretend business site on FB (basically the place I store the artwork for my various books–you’ll find the trip to Washington, D.C., Vancouver Olympics, and Europe from the last few years–because I have no intention of creating a real business site).) All that to say, my proof is perfect so I don’t have to make any corrections and do a reprint. Yippie!
My trip to Georgia in November won’t be a sightseeing endeavor as much as a shoring up of my person through some quality time with Jackie. I’ll go back in the spring to do some sightseeing. Utah, the preferred destination in October, will still be there in the spring as well. That means I won’t be working on some books for a while. I may still attempt a day trip to Scotts Bluff National Monument in Nebraska and Florissant Fossil Beds National Monument here in Colorado, but I won’t be making any huge trips in the near future. And that’s okay. I usually do one of those every eighteen months or so.
Okay gentlepeople, it’s that time again. I’m still exhausted so it’s off to bed for me. I just thought I’d tell you about my vacation score for the holidays (oh, and the company gives us two use-’em-or-lose-’em days to be used between November 1 and January 15) and my excitement over my book (it’s going to work tomorrow for the general population’s viewing pleasure (they know about my books and look forward to them as they live vicariously through my travels)). Tomorrow is a half-day (Saturday is my second-to-last mandatory Saturday shift ever!) and I’m headed to Andy and Debbie’s for family supper with a pretty large group (everyone else is legally related). Should be a hoot!
That said, g’night!
P.S. Almost forgot! Remember when I left my winter coat at my cousin’s house in Williamsburg, Virginia back in April? It arrived in the mail today. And not a moment too soon! I was in danger of becoming a popsicle… there’s snow on the Peak and it’s getting into the 40s at night now. And I’m rather partial to my winter coat… black, double-breasted, wool coat by Michael Kors. And most importantly, it fits! Like I said, a red-letter day!