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Quentin

I still wasn’t coular vacations It see the opposite schedule of life I would think was normal Every other day they posted pictures of theirit seem like most of their life was a vacation and they occasionally returned for a week or two of normalcy Of course, I was on the extre to my parents and brothers I hadn’t taken a vacation since those ca trips of my youth I just didn’t have the time for it The trips dwindled down by the tih school, and then when I was in college out of state, I didn’t make the trip back to join the few that popped up while Darren was growing up

Life after college got far too cra purely for the sake of doing nothing I was too cooals to purposely have long days ofsorievous bodily har the industry that I dedicated my life to, there was always the possibility of the latter, and the for all humans needed to be prepared for in life I wouldon the days when I could so if the need popped up to spend ti too far behind

That’s why it wasn’t the easiest thing in the world for my family to finally convince me to take a vacation this past week All of them orried about the amount of stress I constantly put on myself and insisted I needed to take some time so my brain didn’t melt, or raphic and overdras they came up with each time they sat me down I didn’t want to take the time off Of course I was tired and had worked myself to the bone, but there was always more to do Always e to just say I would willingly not do any of it It finally took iti they would o back so I felt productive that they convinced me to take the vacation

I’ll admit it was kind of nice to not have to wake up before the sun Not that I stayed in bed for terriblyIt was hard-wired into me to start the day too early and end it too late But there was a certain a I didn’t actually have to get out of bed at that exact moment I could stretch out and just lie there I could roll over and watch TV for as long as I felt like, stuffing snacks intoo much soda

There was also an appeal to being able to roam around the house in my boxers, float around in the pool, and actually use the backyard I so often stared at longingly through the hen I was infeeling I wason at the office or what everyone was doing I called up there so many times Glenda, the receptionist, redirected my number to my mother, who promptly blocked it

That didn’t seem like the best way to treat the head of the company, but, as she crisply infor my landline, mother trumps CEO At least in most situations

So, I relented and did my prescribed ti complex… and there was a woman in my office I had never seen before

I stood several feet away fro through the Rolodex of my mind to try to identify her Maybe she was someone I’d met at one of the hter of one of the drivers? Of one of my competitors? Of a vendor? Could she be the vendor herself? A reporter? None of the options rolling throughclick When I’d first arrived at the co about a new employee, so that wasn’t any help