But at the same time, I am excited about having seven days of SAB time. No diapers to change, no lunches to pack, no homeless people to see or jerky clinic managers to deal with. Seven days where I can be a professional and go to some meetings, seven days to sit by the pool, seven days to read books ( I have a stack to pack) and 40ish hours in transit total ( that isn't too bad, right?) to watch the latest movies.
BTW I get back Sunday night at 9pm.
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